"Very well." The smirk stayed in place as he used the port key for the pair of them, and soon enough they were in Las Vegas. Charles was holding onto not only their bags, but to Jane as well. He placed a kiss on her nose, and checked them into the most lavish hotel room his money could buy.
A limo was waiting to pick them up after they changed to take them to the courthouse, and after that to the small chapel on Las Vegas Blvd, where Charles had insisted that someone other than an Elvis impersonator marry them.
After he had changed, he waited for his bride-to-be. Anthony and Edward would both be meeting them at the chapel. Charles was feeling slightly nervous, since the last time he'd married a beautiful woman whom Henry cared about, it had not gone over very well...