March 29th, 1891 - Fisk-Bixby Wedding (Ottery St. Catchpole)

Even though she had been able to see Alfred earlier today, and even though her gloves were secretly etched with the symbols of tribal tattoos on the interior, the wedding had somewhat dampened Zelda's spirits. It was one thing to be involved in the planning and a member of the wedding and know that this — the marriage to a significantly older man just to avoid being alone — was something she never wanted to choose for herself, and another to actually watch it happen.

She was not sure Xena would have picked this, either.

So she was a little drunker than she'd meant to be at the reception, but at least she was much more sober than Leonid was.

"You should not have any more champagne," said Zelda, who should also not have more champagne. She poured more of it from the bottle on the table into both of their glasses, leaving only a few drops on the table.

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