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queen was crowned, by the king, as part of the ceremony. It
wasn’t technically difficult for any king who knew which
end of a queen was which, which even the most inbred king
figured out in two goes.
But it seemed to Ponder Stibbons that the ritual wob-bled a bit at this point.
It seemed, in fact,“Ook!”
“Thank you.”
“Nail it to the counter, Lord Ferguson, and damn the
cheesemongers!”
“Thank you.”
“Can I kiss the bride?” that just as he was about to lower the crown on the bride’s head he glanced across the hall to where the skinny old witch was standing. And nearly every-one else did too, including the bride.The old witch nodded very slightly.Magrat was crowned.Wack-fol-a-diddle, etc.The bride and groom stood side by side, shaking hands with the long line of guests in that dazed fashion normal at this point in the ceremony.“I’m sure you’ll be very happy—““Thank you.”