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Post by Navarre nó Mandrake on Aug 26, 2007 2:35:19 GMT -5
I managed to find the perfect addition to Rosiel's drawing of the suit she had designed for me: a single length long whip. And surprizingly, by the time I picked up my suit from Eglantine I was actually begining to look forward to attending the wedding party later that day.
I'd had plenty of time to figure out the details of how this or that went together when I met with Rosiel for a final fitting so getting ready that afternoon was a breeze.
I left my room pulling on the gloves as I went, making my way out of Mandrake to the carriages waiting for those of us attending the celebration. I felt a wry grin settle on my face as I entered a lone carriage. I was, as yet, unaccompanied by a patron, but I didn't mind.
Actually, I rather enjoyed the quiet ride. It gave me time to think. And that I did, Geraldine foremost in my thoughts, strangly enough. What she had said to me just a few days ago had really stuck, and It was still on my mind; I didn't understand what I could do about it and that bothered me.
Not wanting to let it occupy my entire evening I let my thoughts wander to a better subject for the duration of the ride.
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