452 Look, I'm not made for speeches, okay?

"Here's come the newly wedded couple!" Arta greeted us like an MC or something, spreading her arms wide in front of the garden and announcing our appearance. 

The sounds of whistling and applause filled the garden again, and I bashfully looked at all of my guests spreading on the garden tables. Initially, I had this thought of having a long table where everyone could sit together. Unfortunately, it was impossible in the garden; I would have to do it in the field, but that wasn't exactly the flowerful venue I envisioned. 

And so, Angwi and the other demons had put several tables around the garden, with flower beds in full blooms between us. Now that I thought about it, it was better this way. They all might be my friends and family that I cherished, but they also came from different backgrounds. While it would be nice if they could blend, I didn't want my happy event to be filled with awkwardness.