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“Miss Miorine, we should probably get moving.” The red headed groom says to her disheveled bride.
Miorine just stands there hand in hand with her groom staring up into her big blue eyes.
“Miss Miorine.” Suletta says again.
“Don’t call me that.” Miroine says as she finally cracks a smile.
“Then what should I call you?” Suletta inquires with some confusion in her voice.
“There’s no need to be so formal.” Miorine says guiding her groom into her room with her.
“Oh, okay Mio.” Suletta responds.
“That’s better.” The bride says as she heads toward her bathroom and grabs a hair brush.
Suletta looks around the room, she thinks back to how she was after her encounter with Ericht not long ago just outside of this very front.
“You know I’m surprised Mio.” She says to her bride.
“Why?” Miroine responds making her way out of the bathroom.
“Your room at the schools was way messier than this.” Suletta says as she finishes folding the blanket that was crumpled on the floor in front of the sofa and draping it on the back of it.
“You don’t have to do that.” Miroine says as she rifles through her closet.
“I know, but I want to.” Suletta says as she gathers up the balled up clothes that were strewn about next to the former home of the blanket.
“Thank you Suletta.” Miorine says after a breif pause.
“Where do you want….” Suletta starts to ask her bride as she looks over in her direction just as she pulls off her top and casts it on to the floor.
“Miss Miorine!” Suletta shouts as her cheeks fill with heat.
“Suletta I just said you don’t have to be so formal.” Miorine says to her panicking groom.
“Sorry miss mi…. I mean sorry Mio.” Suletta responds.
“My ever conservative groom.” Miorine continues, laughing as she turns around and starts donning a white blouse.
Suletta walks toward her bride with the balled up clothes in hand.
“Here’s fine.” Miorine says pointing toward an area next to the closet.
Suletta drops the clothes in as neat a pile as she can.
Miorine turns to face her groom.
“So did you really duel Guel again?” Miorne says as she finishes the last button on your blouse.
“He said I had to beat him to talk to you.” Suletta says.
“I see, I’m glad to see you in white once more, it suits you.” Miroine says as she gazes up into her grooms eyes.
“Thanks mi….. Mio.” Suletta says as she leans down toward her bride.
Their lips meet as Miorine wraps her arms around her groom. They share a long deep moment.
“We really should get moving.” Suletta says as they separate.
“Yeah.” Miorine repsonds.
“Once this is over. There’s something I want to ask you Mio.” Suletta says with a smile.
Miorine nods and reaches out for her grooms hand. Suletta grabs hold and guides them out of the room.