CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Drums, trumpets, flowers, werewolves, Humans, and witches were all present in the helores castle, after a year since the great battle that gave the werewolves victory. Everyone had come together to see the great sage get bonded with his mate. The decoration of the venue was phenomenal, from the candelabra down to the balloons and garlands. Everything used to design this wedding venue was explicit. Its base was a square of blue cardboard representing a temple with porticos and colonnades and adorned on all sides with stucco statuettes standing in niches spangled with gold paper stars. The second tier was a medieval castlegateau de Savoie, surrounded by miniature fortifications of angelica, almonds, raisins, and orange sections. And finally, on the topmost layer – which was a green meadow, with rocks, jelly lakes, and boats of hazelnut shells – a little Cupid was swinging in a chocolate swing. The tips of two uprights, the highest points of the whole, were two real rose buds.