Lauralye spent most of the morning being prepared for the wedding. She was washed and cleaned. Her hair was placed nicely and neatly. She wore a large white gown with a large train that followed her. She was staring at herself intently in the mirror, trying to appear happy and struggling. One of her handmaidens placed her crown on her head, allowing the blue jewels to rest against her skin. Then she rose and was guided to the hall where people had gathered to see her wedding.

She gripped her bouquet tightly, turning her knuckles white and she began to walk down the aisle toward David. Everyone stood, except for one person, who caught her eye. She looked at Robert and stopped in her tracks. Her eyes slowly planned to David, "Why?..." She asked quietly, assuming it was he who wished him there.