The guests had traveled from great distances, and the singing and drinking would last for weeks to come. Yet the wedding itself was quite simple.
Lithe as green willow, the bride raised a stone jar and filled a shallow bowl; then, bowing, she offered the drink to the groom. At the touch of her slender hands, he nearly dropped the bowl to the ground. His friends cheered as he drank deeply; then he poured for her. She watched him over the rim as she drank.
“Field and forest, apple and rowan. Let these two hearts entwine, never to grow apart.”
[Editor's note: Treebeard presides over an Entish marriage.]