Somehow, Caesar was pretty sure he'd used up all of his 'start a fire' quotas for this life, which would be why, when she went over the explanation, that he couldn't help looking highly amused. He wouldn't say why, though. That seemed so long ago by now, the entire war that raged across the Grasslands, the Fire Champion, the runes. Two years...

"Hey, you brought it up first," he drew away from dwelling on any kind of fire to raise his hands, palm out, before him. Maybe to ward off the question! Although he went on to answer it, regardless. "There's a dowry and an engagement ring involved, then stuff in a church or whatever, I guess. Do you really think I've ever managed to stay awake through an entire ceremony?"

Much less went to all that many? They were of absolutely no interest to most of his family.