It was a lovely wedding. A society wedding, but a lovely wedding, Diana thought, with everyone dressed their best. Calliope Zabini was dressed quite splendidly in a beautiful off-white gown that Allegra Fawley said was made in Paris. It was the beginning of what she had long since endured since she'd had her first failed season. Constant barely-there comments that served their purpose of reminding Diana that she was, in fact, not married.

Despite being surrounded by the typical pomp and circumstance of the upper class, there was a certain comfort she felt in being among her own. Despite the fact that her dress was cinched so tightly she had to think carefully about how much she tried to expand her ribcage when she breathed.

Despite...despite the fact that there was a certain someone's prying eyes that she had tried to avoid throughout the entire wedding. It was futile to think that her family would simply attend the ceremony and not stay long afterward for refreshments and congratulations. That was not how the Fawley's attended society events. Even her father - so pragmatic and not one for large crowds - was keen on staying and socializing.

Avoiding him it was then.

The raven-haired debutante had caught herself almost heading towards him multiple times that night; every single near-miss was a small chisel that chipped away at her resolve. While not one to indulge in too many glasses of champagne, Diana did allow herself a 2nd glass. Temptation told her to down it in one gulp, but she nursed it slowly as she made her way through the crowd. Merlin, where was Melody? She'd searched fruitlessly and - once finished with her 2nd glass, went to the refreshment table.

As she opened her mouth to order perhaps a glass of pumpkin juice or elderflower water (a favorite of hers), she found herself nearly colliding with someone. She didn't need to see the face of the person to know who it was. She recognized his scent anywhere she went. It was something that she wanted to run away from and sink into at the same time. Seeing as neither were acceptable in this setting, Diana settled for going completely rigid.

Merlin help her. Avoiding him didn't last long.