“Nervous,” Iestyn admitted. After spending so long agonising over table settings and making sure every little rosette was taken care of, to finally let go and accept the day as it was happening was quite nerve-wracking. He just had to trust that everything was in its place. Looking at Addy and her daughter in the mirror, though, he smiled and took some comfort from her presence. “How do you think Henry is doing? I’ve been messaging him but he hasn’t replied in a while. Maybe he’s busy getting dressed. Oh I hope the flowers will keep.” Of course they would keep: David was here to keep watch over them. But that didn’t stop Iestyn from fretting.