Lukas sat on a Log, pipe of tobacco in his pipe
" nice place you got, Ras. so. you want me, Lukas Alabas, The Sword of the Wind, to marry you? like right now?"
Rasul blushes
" not yet. tomorrow morning. we have to make it as perfect as we can. Iris, dear. go with the dwarven mistresses. I know they'd love an elf-sized model to make something for. Have Fun. I love you"
3 dwarven Women lead Iris into one of the Houses, and begin the process of making the wedding dress
meanwhile Rasul returns to the Deku Tree and begins work on his Formal wear. it will need some updating since last he wore them. there were 2 wars he fought since then