Moira scanned a few papers and she took out few files from Andromeda's office as her request as a safekeeping. Moira is now controlling the Dragon Facility with Andel. She exhaled and yawned. What else could she do but to slack off, do a little wife duty like preparing snacks for her fiancée then tidying up their room?
"Darling," Alanis entered the room. "How do you like these gowns for the bridesmaid?"
Moira is somehow puzzled. Then she clicked her tongue and shook her head.
"Is Ivana bothering you again when she thought that I am still comatose that's why you are rushing our wedding?"
"Moira, I want to get married to you ASAP."
"Why? What's the rush?"
"I wanted to claim you as my wife."
"Hey, I can decline of wearing your surname though we are married."
"That's not the point."
"So, is Ivana bothering you?���
"Yes."
Moira put away her computer and looked at him for a while.
