Days had passed since Berengar began to draft up new designs for fashion, and as they passed, his wedding rapidly approached. Eventually, the day of his marriage to Adela had arrived. This was a day he had been looking forward to for close to five years now. It just so happened to be the day of Christmas Eve.
Snow was falling outside of the Grand Cathedral where Berengar now stood within. All eyes were gazing upon him as he was dressed in far more exquisite attire than that of anyone else. He was equipped with a luxurious new style of fashion that made every man in the room seethe with envy.
Berengar was dressed in a white tunic based upon his military uniforms, the difference being the colors being reversed. The tunic was white with gold embroidery; on the collar and cuffs, this took the form of oak leaves. The trimming of the tunic was golden, with golden buttons in a single line down the middle.
