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Private Wedding day! (Invite only)

Tags: Jade Solus Skirae Jade Solus Skirae | Stardust Solus Skirae | Cynthia Solus
House Solus Tags: Mairéad Solus | Mig Gred | Azure Djitred | Adenn Kyramud | Skorvek
The Family Tags: Marcella Fiora | Dominik Borra | Cartri Keswoll | Ket Van-Derveld | Niki Priddy | Ivory Stroud

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The table cloth caught his attention, there was a crease, a glaringly obvious one and Diocletian hated them, more than spinach. He had to stay focused as there are far greater things than the state of the table going on. Yet, he was glaring in frustration and a slow dread. He wondered if the others noticed it, if they did they held no indication as to know about it.

But he couldn't move unless it was gone, it was taunting him, egging him to do his strange un-Dio-like behaviour. Would Donna think he was a weirdo? Diocletian straightened the cloth so the crease was eliminated and he put everything back in their starting positions before the vows, making sure the dishes were not touching the cutlery and the forks were straight. Afterwards, the Ubese headed towards where the dragons are.

It looks like guests were attempting to feed them. He wouldn't, he is many things, but stupid is not one of them. But he did feel stupid while he walked over. Why did he do that? Everyone will be gossiping. Why does Rhand keep popping into his mind?

Within a few minutes, the dragon wrangling pulled him back into focus.
 

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