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"Because Nadeen has not had a wedding. Nor will she, and that might be too much to ask of her." Marigold murmurs, patiently.

"Anyways," Cheering up, "Bluebell and Julius had a marvelous time on their trip. Would you like to see pictures?"

"Wait, nor will she?" A pause "Why wouldn't she? '

"oh, the house curse" A wince

Marigold stirs her tea. "They cannot oath together as fae, and bless, he won't remarry as mortal. Tsk. Such loyalty is such a seelie affectation, at that."

'why won't he remarry as mortal?"

"Now that, dear, is beyond my pay grade. Bless, I do go on. Now, you didn't come here to hear an old woman yammer about the past. Tell me how Connor is doing."

"Connor's wonderful, you show me the pictures while I tell you all about it"

She brings over a a book of photographs. When did she have time to print and scrapbook and create an entire wedding album? Well, Boggan magic.

She rattles on about Connor and Jack's latest exploit. And how Connor beat lily in hide in go seek by playing dead until she had to poke him with a stick and he touched her 'tag' you're it. And how well he's doing in his lessons

She maybe a sister by choice rather than blood but she is proud. She also looks over the scrap book and ooes and awws

Fade, to pictures and tea.

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