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Wedding Bells, But Not For Her
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fractailAndrealphus had enough. He and Stolas formed so many things over the years - from memories to jokes to thoughts that make even the blue peacock red in the face - that he had to accept his feelings for the other Goetia. Stolas was too important to him. Funny, charming, caring...oh so sexy...
...Okay, that last one he needed to push down for the moment. It was true, but Andy could lose himself in lustful thoughts like that very easily. What mattered more than any of that was something that could get both of them in trouble: interrupting Stolas' marriage to Stella. Under King Paimon's orders, Stolas was to produce an heir, and Paimon went and arranged a marriage to make it happen. Andy knew his sister well, the feral goblin that she was. So angry and screechy, and repulsed by the darling owl! Was blindness among her many faults? Did she refuse to see any of the good in him just to feel right? Absolutely disappointing. And she got to spend the rest of eternity with a shining star among the Goetia family?
Not if this marquis had anything to say about it.
He knew where the wedding would take place. Of course he did. It was a sad moment when Stolas handed him the invitation. Neither of them liked the idea, but who were they to defy Paimon's orders? Andrealphus was heartbroken and hated the idea, but knew it wasn't Stolas' fault. He needed time to think it over and he made his decision. Before anything, he had to speak with the groom privately. It wasn't hard getting the info out of the servants. They told him where the Prince was getting ready, so he made his grand gesture, as he always did.
It was far too nice out today for such a chill wind to creep through the window like that, especially such strong chill winds. The answer came in the form of Andrealphus himself, flying atop icy winds to climb through the window...quite obviously, at that. Actually climbing through was a touch graceless, with a stumble and his furred collar getting stuck on a latch for a quick moment, but after a stumble forwards and a quick patting himself down, the peacock immediately righted himself. He totally nailed that entrance.
Only Stolas was allowed to see him make mistakes like that
"Stolas, I must speak with you."
...Okay, that last one he needed to push down for the moment. It was true, but Andy could lose himself in lustful thoughts like that very easily. What mattered more than any of that was something that could get both of them in trouble: interrupting Stolas' marriage to Stella. Under King Paimon's orders, Stolas was to produce an heir, and Paimon went and arranged a marriage to make it happen. Andy knew his sister well, the feral goblin that she was. So angry and screechy, and repulsed by the darling owl! Was blindness among her many faults? Did she refuse to see any of the good in him just to feel right? Absolutely disappointing. And she got to spend the rest of eternity with a shining star among the Goetia family?
Not if this marquis had anything to say about it.
He knew where the wedding would take place. Of course he did. It was a sad moment when Stolas handed him the invitation. Neither of them liked the idea, but who were they to defy Paimon's orders? Andrealphus was heartbroken and hated the idea, but knew it wasn't Stolas' fault. He needed time to think it over and he made his decision. Before anything, he had to speak with the groom privately. It wasn't hard getting the info out of the servants. They told him where the Prince was getting ready, so he made his grand gesture, as he always did.
It was far too nice out today for such a chill wind to creep through the window like that, especially such strong chill winds. The answer came in the form of Andrealphus himself, flying atop icy winds to climb through the window...quite obviously, at that. Actually climbing through was a touch graceless, with a stumble and his furred collar getting stuck on a latch for a quick moment, but after a stumble forwards and a quick patting himself down, the peacock immediately righted himself. He totally nailed that entrance.
"Stolas, I must speak with you."
