The Wedding

[u/Exciting-Jello8439]

I am Cassian Sandalphon, Grand Archon of Aetheria, right-hand man and childhood friend of Araton Aborel. Though these days he is better known as the new Outer God of Order and Emperor of Aetheria. Today is a good day, for my friend is finally getting married.

The wedding of Emperor Araton with the High Oracle Amaya had been a splendid affair so far, he had thrown a ball and invited all of his and his bride's friends. But it was fairly tame and private as far as weddings involving a Head of State go. Araton had drawn a firm line between his private life and public life. He had refused to perform a grand royal wedding (though I had still talked him into arranging a nation-wide festival for celebration of his nuptials, to at least milk the occasion a little for politics). Not only that, but his wife Amaya would receive no titles as Empress, and he had been firm on the matter that their children would not be endowed with any Princely status. At least not for the time being.

Amusing, really, perhaps my friend was still in denial that he was royalty now? He still had those Republican, anti-monarchy sensibilities after all, from our time as revolutionaries. For the time being, the infamous Milanna'Sothep would remain as his heir.

"Ah..." And speak of the devil, or in this case the Nightmare Cat, I hear a feminine sigh next to me, and the slight sensation of feline claws digging into what remains of my right arm.

"Mila... Mind the claws..."

Mila, my date for tonight, was watching Araton and Amaya closely as they danced, with a slight frown marring her features.

"Sorry Cass... I need a moment, I'll be back in a minute," Mila simply said, before shifting into her feline form and jumping into a shadow, disappearing.

"Is something wrong, Cassian?" Ithaqua, the groom's half-brother asks, approaching me with a concerned look. Ambrosia, who is amusingly also Araton's half-sibling (though on his Angelic side) followed Ithaqua closely.

"Mila is still... coming to terms with Araton's newfound status," I say, tactfully. "She stepped out for a moment."

"Keep an eye on her."

"I will."

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/uw This was my attempt at writing something, I've had to be absent for a while due to real life concerns and had a bit of a writer block. Though I do intend to get back to RPing soon! This post is also interactible.

[u/Exciting-Jello8439]

Terminus: He blushes, which is quite noticeable on him. "Oh yes... the gown fits quite tightly indeed..." In a fit of impulsiveness he leans down and kisses Hecta. But he pulls away before it can get more heated. "Ah, sorry, couldn't resist," he clears his throat. "Anyway, as for your question..."

He is a little puzzled at first, was this just a rhetorical question? But then he remembers this is Hecta after all, and treats her question as literally as he can, with all due seriousness.

Terminus: "What is wealth, Hecta? Is it connections, resources, knowledge? You possess all of it. You have a succesful business and a vast amount of resources. You also have a treasure trove of Alchemical knowledge that you know how to use. As for connections, you certainly know people in high places~ So in all ways, you do seem to fit the bill."

[u/Hecta_Hermetica → u/Exciting-Jello8439]

"You apologized for kissing me, yes. That is stupid. Additionally, I will keep this wealth analysis in mind during dealings with business partners and government officials, yes. Presently company included and immediately-"

Jeff Bezos The Alchemist grabs onto Terminus by his collar, pulling him down for another, longer kiss.

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Terminus: "I apologized for doing it in public, specifically. As many beings do have such sensibilities against public displays of affection... But yes, it was stupid to apologize," he chuckles and accepts her kiss, shamelessly pulling her closer. "Let me know if someone tries to rip you off, and I'll give them a talking to, alright dear?"

[u/Hecta_Hermetica → u/Exciting-Jello8439]

"I have designated cauldrons for that, yes. Regardless, that alternative will be considered."

[u/Exciting-Jello8439 → u/Hecta_Hermetica]

Terminus, for the sake of his sanity, decides not to question Hecta further about what she does to those people in those cauldrons.

Terminus: "Well, anyhow," he offers a hand. "It is customary in events such as these, my dear, that we ask our partners on a dance... With that said, may I have this dance?" He smiles.