User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-7345250-20160528215648

Gretchen: "Hey, handsome. I didn't forget you either."


 * She starts to crack her knuckles one at a time out of sheer habit.

Gretchen: "Star-... Lord, wasn't it?"


 * It looks as though the ceremony will begin at any moment. A few foreign dignitaries are visible at a distance, all finally content, thanks to whatever Spearmint has been doing. The guards appear to be forming up into rows. A symphony orchestra is stationed farther off; and the conducter looks about with a sense of anticipation. Prince Blueblood is nowhere in sight.