[Anise laughs, but the laughter is just the slightest bit strained, and she really hopes he doesn't notice it - though it's not exactly subtle. Ion won't be dancing at her wedding - he won't be dancing at any wedding at all - he's already dead, and if he's not yet, he might be soon if he ever goes back and...
Suddenly, Anise wishes her mask covered more of her face. For now, though, she manages a smile and tries to distract him by going up on her tiptoes so that she can make him spin.]
It'll be the grandest wedding in all of history! Eheheh...
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Suddenly, Anise wishes her mask covered more of her face. For now, though, she manages a smile and tries to distract him by going up on her tiptoes so that she can make him spin.]
It'll be the grandest wedding in all of history! Eheheh...