June 9th, 1890 — Lestrange/Pendergast Wedding Reception
As soon as the bulk of the guests arrived for the reception, some of Ellory's anxieties melted away and were replaced by a giddy, excited feeling. To start with, everything was beautiful. Evelyn had outdone herself with the planning of the event, while still respecting some of Ellory's wishes about the decorations. Ellory felt beautiful in her wedding dress, even if she and Marcus Lytton had disagreed a lot until its final creation. In the end, the designer had incorporated the Renaissance-y vibes that Ellory wanted, while still keeping it close to the fashionable shape.
At some point, Ellory crossed paths with the person she disliked most in the world, Antigone Lestrange. It was expected for her to be at her wedding, given that she was married to her soon to be husband's cousin. And Ellory's cousin, for that matter, because Ellory was related to both Tiberius and Claudius already.
What was ironic, was that they would both be Lestrange wives soon. In a way, fate had always kept the two close. They had both been prefects at Hogwarts and now they would both be Lestrange wives. Seeing that Antigone hadn't given a son to Tiberius yet, they would likely have a competition more intense than the Space Race, about giving birth to the next penis bearing Lestrange.
"Are you enjoying yourself, Antigone?" Ellory asked her already cousin-in-law in a fake sweet tone.
At some point, Ellory crossed paths with the person she disliked most in the world, Antigone Lestrange. It was expected for her to be at her wedding, given that she was married to her soon to be husband's cousin. And Ellory's cousin, for that matter, because Ellory was related to both Tiberius and Claudius already.
What was ironic, was that they would both be Lestrange wives soon. In a way, fate had always kept the two close. They had both been prefects at Hogwarts and now they would both be Lestrange wives. Seeing that Antigone hadn't given a son to Tiberius yet, they would likely have a competition more intense than the Space Race, about giving birth to the next penis bearing Lestrange.
"Are you enjoying yourself, Antigone?" Ellory asked her already cousin-in-law in a fake sweet tone.
Antigone Lestrange