I'm Val Thorvald, tough butt-kicking assassin and soon-to-be wife of Lord Zavryd'nokquetal. He's a dragon from another world, and he's haughty, arrogant, and has horrible taste in footwear, but I love him. Our wedding is going to be amazing. At least... I'd like to think so. But when the coffee shop I'm a co-owner of gets bombed, our youngest employee goes missing, and the entire elven family I didn't know I had shows up for a visit, my wedding preparations take an alarming turn. Oh, and did I mention that Zav's clan is coming to the wedding? Dozens of dragons flying into the Seattle area. What could possibly go wrong?