Quincey Honeyduke

It had been a perfectly wonderful day. In fact Dahlia could not envision a better day in her life - fireworks and all the chaos included. It just seemed so perfectly them. As perfect as it had been she was exhausted when they arrived by portkey in Greece in the middle of the night. Mercifully getting settled in was smooth and easy.

She grinned at Quin as a maid closed the door of the guestroom closed behind her. "I cannot envision a more perfect day." She gushed, wanting to bottle this feeling and keep it like perfume, something she could feel whenever she wanted from here on out. She had long since passed the exhausted state into something more giddy, combined with the champagne at the wedding well she didn't even realize there was something to be nervous about.

Quincey Honeyduke