Pavo ran a hand through his hair. "I have performance anxiety."
"Don't be silly. Think of this as a play. You're been cast as the blushing groom."
"Everyone will know it's a sham. We should call it off."
"It's a bit late for that now. People are already here. Your parents are just coming in."
"Oh Gods. Is my cravat straight?"
"Straighter than you'll ever be, my darling." Their kiss threatened to disarray that same cravat. "You can do this. Just use your imagination and wait for the honeymoon." Then Adrius took his lover's arm. "Come, Antenia's waiting. It's showtime."