A month before Penelope's presentation to the Queen, she and Colin share a vulnerable moment that leads to a brilliant idea. He is determined to see this idea through, despite Penelope's reservations.
'Eloise, tell me. Please,' she begged. She needed to know, what could possibly have her friend so worried about her, and Colin looking like he was about to pass out. What happened?
Eloise sighed. 'You really don't remember marrying Colin last night?'
'Excuse me, what?'
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The fic where they get drunk and marry in Vegas.