Angela has worked out a ceremony that will satisfy the involved parties, a reworking of standard Samarian traditions with some revised wording and adjustments for the fact that the groom inhabits two bodies. This ceremony, unlike the elven one, doesn't involve any jewelry.
And then Sarion and her beloved are married. Again.
"Suddenly flowers," giggles someone standing behind him and also applauding.
Kerron glances around and reads her nametag. "Yep! I think festive plants are kind of Aianon's thing. Are you my cousinoid? I believe you are."
"That's me. And your dad would be Kas, presumably. I don't think I'd heard that he had kids."
"Amariah was gone for something like sixty years while Jane was down. Kas really didn't take it well. He decided to have a kid, and he wished himself pregnant without really specifying, and I turned out to be me, and when she got back and I was me and thirteen Amariah really didn't like it."
"I don't really know Her Majesty that well, let alone any of her alts - was the not-liking-it a huge thing..."
"Moderately huge? We're on speaking terms, and she didn't dump Kas or anything. But it's still pretty awkward."
"I was much littler than you at my first one, yea big," says Kerron, holding a hand above the floor. "Capering around being adorable. This is my sister's second, though."
"Did all the Jokers hug you?"
"There weren't as many of 'em back then, and they didn't all literally hug me, but they all crowded around watching me be a munchkin. They did all hug Aedyt when she first turned up to one, let's see if we can find her and introduce you." He starts looking around for his sister, or her colorshapes, whichever is easiest to spot.