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Tygan and Rehema's Engagement Party Category: Uncategorized
Rehema didn't have much say in the engagement party that was underway. Niether as she in control of the union that would be made between her and Tygan. She did have to go thru with it and kept telling herself that everything will be fine in the end and Tygan would be a great husband. Rehema didn't even know him, though she felt everything would work out in the end. She was dressed in a magnificent gold evening dress. It was very formal and she itched in it. Managing to find a hiding place after the party started, she had taken herself a nice hard drink and stayed out in the balcony for most the night. She wasn't against the marriage by no means, she just worried about her home and hopefully all back there was safe and her letter she sent to them was received and some people would show up. If not to the engagement party, then definitely to the wedding.
Rehema starred out into the night sky, her drink in her hand that she drank quite heavily. The plan was that she would be freed upon this marriage. She came to the Land of the Dead by killing herself, wondering if she was doing the same thing with this arranged marriage to Tygan. She hadn't quite got the chance to really know him, but he seemed nice, reserved, and she knew she would learn to love him, or she deeply hoped. She turned to go back into the party, Maybe Zosar had showed up. Or someone else she knew, other than Leviathan. Rehema scanned the room with her eyes that flashed yellow some. Filling her mind with happy thoughts and made her lips curl into a warm and gentle smile as people she didn't know, seemed to know exactly who she was. She thought it odd, but shrugged it all off.
She hadn't seemed to find Zosar but still optimistic that he would come around. She even tried to remember what Tygan look liked. Chuckling to herself as she amused herself to be able to forget the man she only met a few days ago thru his Father, Leviathan. She had sent a letter home to inform her parents of the union. Being able to tell her father face to face but not her mother, Maya. Rehema took a seat at a table, her feet hurt from walking all over the room a few times, she took a drink of her wine and placed the glass in front of her. Quiet as she starred into her glass now.
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