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[center][h1][color=gold]Alexander Deacon[/color][/h1][/center]
[Color=gold][b]Time:[/b][/color] Late Morning
[Color=gold][b]Location:[/b][/color] Castle Gardens
[Color=gold][b]Attire:[/b][/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/RQ93j9B.jpg[/color]Alexander[/url] and [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1032834210609774692/1122004955289628744/0fa24fc30e829f9b2d9d3451bb96b13a.png]Lianna[/url]
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[color=gold]“Almost there, my love.”[/color] Alexander whispered down to his wife as he carefully pushed her in her wheelchair across the bumpy cobblestone path to the Sorian castle gardens. His wife, Lianna’s face crested with a close-lipped smile as her nose picked up the potent yet delightful scent of her husband’s cologne. Alexander was dressed for the occasion, though he was also attempting to impress the others attending the event. The serenade of music put a smile on his face as he reached the guards and a master of ceremonies charged with allowing entry into the venue. [color=gold]“Greetings and good morning, gentlemen.”[/color] Alexander said as an abrupt hand was raised by the master of ceremonies. He had not recognized Alexander nor Lianna. A man like him with a wheelchair-bound wife would have been a couple he’d remember. Sure, they dressed the part but he wasn’t familiar with their nobility. Alexander stopped in his tracks, his face still brimming with a smile as took in the melody of the quartet several meters beyond him.

[color=tan]“Excuse me, sir. Lord Decklan, master of ceremonies. May I ask who you are? Where do you hail from? I apologize in advance but I do not quite recognize you.”[/color]

[color=gold]“Of course you don’t. Alexander Deacon and my beloved wife, Lianna Deacon. We hail from Montague. Javaria, to be more specific.”[/color] Alexander gave a slight nod. [color=gold]“I’m visiting the grand city of Sorian during the famous [i]or what few call the infamous[/i] courting season.”[/color] He whispered the rumored bit, leaning toward the master. [color=gold]“But! Don’t be so wary of us. Our place is here… amongst the nobility.”[/color] Lianna couldn’t help but smile at how fast-talking Alexander could be when he wanted something that he typically didn’t rightly deserve. The master of ceremonies in a fluster averted his gaze for a split second before matching Alexander’s smile.

[color=tan]“I assure you, I am not wary. I just enjoy getting to know the faces of those that are unfamiliar to me. Your place is definitely amongst the nobility, Lord Deacon. Find a seat to you and your bride’s liking.”[/color]

[color=gold]“I thank you kindly. I am looking very forward to this event.”[/color] He gave another slight nod before moving forth with Lianna. As he entered, he could feel the eyes looking in his direction. Even if she couldn’t quite see it, Lianna knew she and her husband would draw the attention of many this morning. It was the point after all. 

[color=palevioletred]“I think he liked you.”[/color] Lianna teased as the two approached a large table in the shade second closest to the quartet.

[color=gold]“I made him like me.”[/color] He shrugged before locking the wheelchair in place beside the table. He started to pull a chair back when Lianna replied.

[color=palevioletred]“Are we also expecting men this courting season? Sorian has indeed changed you.”[/color] She held back a chuckle, covering her mouth with the back with a closed fist. However, Alexander let his chuckle fly freely.

[color=gold]“You say that but I think you would prefer that over my usual preference.”[/color] Alexander proceeded to scoop up his wife from the wheelchair and place her in the chair he had pulled out. He then pushed the chair in as Lianna wore a smug expression on her face.

[color=palevioletred]“I don’t care who you… spend time with. As long as your mine.”[/color]

[color=gold]“Always, my love”[/color] Alexander whispered before kissing her on the cheek. He then took his seat with eyes looking about the venue as he tried to find the most notable attendants at the tea party.


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