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Markus and Mariszka's wedding day was approaching. More and more guests were arriving at the castle, and the huge garage was packed to capacity. Many vampires had to park their cars right on the square in front of the castle, and now it was enclosed in a ring of colourful cars. The vampires of the five continents centred their stay for August in Prague as everyone wanted to attend the wedding. Since weddings do not happen very often in our society, every vampire wedding attracts maximum attention and excitement.

The bride had already flown in from Poland, but she hadn't seen Markus: as my brother had explained to me, it was so that the meeting at the wedding altar would be not only "divine" but also "long-awaited".

I could not understand the meaning of this abstinence, as I missed Viper madly and called her almost every day, and she answered me, happily and lovingly. How only Markus could restrain himself from a sudden visit to his fiancée, who, at the same time, was in such close distance to him?

The big day had arrived. We were in Markus's room, and he was standing in front of a large mirror, tying his tie around his neck. My brother was dressed in a light grey suit, combed and excited, and I stood beside him, leaning against a column, also fancy dressed, and laughed at him: he was always a bit funny and fidgety when he was excited.

– How long are you going to keep tying that poor tie? – I asked him mockingly, hoping to calm his excitement with a little humour.

– Damn it, I can't get it tied! – Markus replied nervously, ripping the tie off his neck and throwing it on the chair.

– Go without it. It's much better: you look like a showman with a tie," I grinned.

– I'm worried as hell! – Markus exclaimed and paced around the room.

– There's nothing wrong with that-you're supposed to be nervous before such an important event," I tried to reassure him, but he only quickened his steps.

– How do I calm down? – he asked, and then he put his hands over his face and mumbled: – Damn, this is awful! It's just awful! I need to calm down!

– Just think about the fact that in an hour Mariszka will be your wife forever, – I encouraged him.

– That thought makes me even more anxious! – Markus answered me fervently.

– Well, all my attempts to calm you down have obviously failed. – I shrugged helplessly.

– I don't need to be calmed down! – My brother stopped abruptly, went to the window, and looked down at the square.

As I stood next to Markus, I could see the many guests already seated in their cars for the wedding at St Peter and St Paul's Cathedral.

– Luckily, it's raining today," I smiled, pleased with the dark clouds and the light drizzle outside the window. – Everything will go splendidly, I have no doubt about that.

– Just as long as the sun doesn't come out. Then it will be ruined! – Markus replied in a concerned tone.

– There won't be any sun: it's supposed to drizzle and rain all week," I said firmly, and patted my brother on the shoulder.

– I hoped so. Are you all right? – suddenly asked my brother, not looking at me, but watching the guests leave.

– I'm fine. – I glanced at my wristwatch: it was time to leave for the cathedral. – It's time," I said quietly to Markus.

He nodded silently.

We left the castle and got into my car, which took us to Vysehrad, to the magnificent Basilica of Saints Peter and Paul.