Delight's gaze darted nervously from Persy to Zelda, a knowing look in her eye as she sought out her Zelda's gaze. She could understand her reservations about a wedding, but if Delight had been in her shoes her worries would have been directedly in an entirely different direction. What if one of them found out? What if someone—not her, of course, since she would be avoiding all alcohol and most people, save for the bridesmaids—said something? It was an unfounded fear; nobody but her knew, but maybe that was why the idea of someone finding out made her all the more anxious.
"I can insert myself into the conversation if things go poorly," she offered unhelpfully, "It usually makes people uncomfortable." Especially society types who knew more of her family than they did her.
"I can insert myself into the conversation if things go poorly," she offered unhelpfully, "It usually makes people uncomfortable." Especially society types who knew more of her family than they did her.
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