Rosalie had left before dinner was served.
The wedding itself was a lovely event, whimsical and fairy-esque in a way Rosalie had once dreamed of having for herself. And, had Ezra not been there asking but it doesn't change anything, does it? Rosalie might've been able to stomach the festivities for longer. But, the closer the meal drew the more she felt as though she might puke. And so after transfiguring a stolen bottle of champagne to be small enough to fit into her pocket, she had begun the walk back to her parents.
She saw him before he greeted her and nearly kept walking after a quick wave. Except — he'd been so charming last time. Charming and handsome and passionate about subjects she was already fascinated by. Rosalie stopped on the opposite side of the garden gate. "Evening, Mr. Greengrass. Are you standing in for a gargoyle?" She teased, for he seemed to be keeping watch over the street and garden.
The wedding itself was a lovely event, whimsical and fairy-esque in a way Rosalie had once dreamed of having for herself. And, had Ezra not been there asking but it doesn't change anything, does it? Rosalie might've been able to stomach the festivities for longer. But, the closer the meal drew the more she felt as though she might puke. And so after transfiguring a stolen bottle of champagne to be small enough to fit into her pocket, she had begun the walk back to her parents.
She saw him before he greeted her and nearly kept walking after a quick wave. Except — he'd been so charming last time. Charming and handsome and passionate about subjects she was already fascinated by. Rosalie stopped on the opposite side of the garden gate. "Evening, Mr. Greengrass. Are you standing in for a gargoyle?" She teased, for he seemed to be keeping watch over the street and garden.
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