That sounds pretty similar to ours except the vows. But I like those better.

[Clove looks at a biscuit, thinking. She hasn't been to many weddings, but she knows them well enough.]

The bride's escorted to her future husband by her father, veiled. The vows are said -- in District Two, we promise our love and loyalty to each other, second only to our duty to Panem -- then the veil's lifted, there's a kiss.

But I think here [and for them] the vows you mentioned are better.