And lo, thou hast been duly reminded of my impending nuptials. For it has been foretold that thou shalt have the fruits of my labour for the week coming, and the week beyond, and even unto the third week, but on the fourth week I shalt rest, and thou shalt have none of my labour until the twelfth day. And it shall be good.
For it has been foretold many moons ago that I shalt not assume the visage of the bride-beast that devours the island nations, but instead, I have been touched in subtler, more interesting ways. And thus I have written, and thus it will be.
But woe betide the one who bears bad news!