Date: 2014-05-25 10:52 pm (UTC)
come_midnight: (g ~ private language)


Primarily, Iobel is glad that at least for the time being he's not going to insist on putting his lips to hers, but secondarily she is even more outraged that this man has stolen something that means everything to her to collect a prize he doesn't even want. He has gone to such lengths and caused such misery and he doesn't even want her, and the wanting wouldn't have made anything pleasanter but it might have made it less senselessly heartbreaking.

She makes no sort of protest about the presence or location of the kiss.

"So mote it be," intones the priest, and polite audience members applaud.

Iobel doesn't know where they're going next or when she'll get her cat back. She stays put, finally breaking her glare to peer around the room and look for a cue.
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