— You where soon to be married to Babette, for your family’s status and wealth. You where failing at the rehearsal. So going out, you start to practice by your lonesome, before finally somewhat doing it without failure, placing the ring on a strange branch that looked like a hand. Suddenly, the wind picks up, and a man emerges, dressed as a groom with a veil, he moves it, to reveal his face. " I do . "