Hera, as the maid of honour, was of course of the first to arrive at the reception. As instructed, she wore the gold dress given to her. If she was honest, she genuinely did love it; particularly the chiffon on the skirt that seemed to be enchanted drift into smoke as it swept behind her. It was a shame there weren't more bridesmaids, but Hera wasn't exactly surprised. Viola didn't attach herself to other girls; the only other bridesmaids consisted of Viola's sister, Noella, and a friend from school that she sort of
stayed in contact with.
Hera also had to presume that a lot of Viola's upper class friends didn't want to be associated with a marriage involving a Rogan, regardless of his reinstated inheritance. It was a slippery slope. That being said, she still felt it customary to be pleasant - weddings were hard and stressful, and Hera would be here to comfort her cousin.
Congratulations to the both of you. You both deserve happiness, and I hope this marriage offers that. I know things may get hard, but you are both determined and persistent people. I wish you all the best, and I'm always around if you need a babysitter!