Elizabath had blushed at that, and Jasmin eyes lit up. Lord Dyne shook her head; it was cute to see them react in such different ways. In the past where she was from, neither Jasmin nor Ivy could have worn white, but those times were long gone. Tiffaney to the best of her knowledge never got that far, but they had the opportunity so it could be so.
It would be certain tomorrow morning based on how they acted.
Shooing them along before the third part of the evening began and the various nobles and others moved in to try and take advantage of the situation, the four brides waved goodbye and slipped away. Downing the bottle of wine, the lord of Dyne stood up.
"Its time to party!"
