Diplomatic Immunity: Wedding Bells a'Ringing


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Rystil Arden said:
(OOC: Yup, but Lynestra doesn't know that ;))

"Oh...heh...I didn't realise," Lynestra blushes a slight crimson.
Vasha giggles, "Don't worry about it Sister, you'll enjoy it."

OOC: Wasn't infering otherwise. Just trying to remember if she had given it already.
 


Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

[SBLOCK=Claudia]“No, not at all, dear heart, and it wasn’t a choice I made lightly. I promise to explain myself in full later, when we’re alone, but for the moment be assured that neither my love or desire for you has wavered in the least.”[/SBLOCK]*Tiberius whispers back to Claudia in High Praetorian, giving her a kiss as he finishes, before responding aloud to the room at large.*

“No, there’s never been a ship’s healer and councelor on any ship I’ve been on before, though it wasn’t a military ship, so I suppose they might have the need for a slightly different crew. Then, perhaps Ammon sought out that ship in particular, thinking Kallithyia may need that kind of help, I don’t really know...” he says in answer to Claudia’s question, before turning his attention back to Lynestra’s statement. “No, sadly Lynestra we couldn’t, and I understand Ammon feeling that way and not speaking about it, as I feel much the same myself.”
 

*Lynestra nods.*

"I'm just glad he's okay. He'll tell me about it eventually, when the time comes that he feels he is ready. I'm just glad your lovely wife was able to come for the wedding as well. Ammon told me that she almost never has time off at the same time you do."
 

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

“As am I,” Tiberius says, glancing fondly at Claudia. “Yes, that’s right. The demands of the Empire take little consideration of personal wants, though Ammon has given me a few ideas to improve the situation when we return.”
 

"Well that's good," Lynestra smiles, "Ammon always was a thinker...a dreamer. So many nights I would tiptoe lightly up behind him to see him gazing at the stars wistfully," she smiles again and sighs, "I imagine if he didn't waste ninety percent of that wistful dreaming on me, he'd be a great poet or philosopher by now."
 

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

“Yes, I saw a little of that myself on the voyage. It wasn’t at all unusual to find him standing on deck and staring out at the stars,” Tiberius remarks with a chuckle, “or catch him with one of those wistful looks on his face...though I can’t imagine I was much better myself on that score.”
 


Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

“I couldn’t agree more,” Tiberius says wistfully. “So I guess we’ll just have to make the most of the time we have here.”
 

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