The bride of the Darkcorvus

Minutes upon minutes pass and yet there was no bride coming, which is getting me pissed off. Why will I have to wait this long for her? The atmosphere slowly began to erupt with different whispering and murmuring voices, people turning to their partners, some turning to their seatmate while murmuring something, stealing glances at me. I feel so embarrassed right now. "Frank, what is going on? Where is my bride!?" My cold tone is loud enough for anybody to hear.

"Err---boss," Before Frank could answer the tall wooden door of the hall, push it open with force, one of my men racing in, Boss…