He was most excited for this event. Now only did he get a chance to show off his new wife at the appreciation of the Grand Master mordecai's party, but it was the perfect chance for his wife to see Connlaoth's military at it's finest- without every having to step out onto the battle field. Such a bloody business was no place for a fair lady, even though he was still very much naive to how her life had once been lead. Sure, she had spoken of it, but it was something difficult to fully comprehend for a man such as Duke Edward Draven.
On this day he wore the colors of Highheart, brilliant, royal blues mixed with golden accents. He even went so far as to tie his dark blonde hair back in a blue ribbon his daughter Britta had helped fashion for him. He always kept her nearby, even though she was not present at this event (as no child ever was), but she was always in his heart and mind. His daughter was his world and....
He was hoping to create a new love, a new life together with Adalia.
Trouble was, where had she gone? He had hoped to meet her on the dance floor but after a few fumbling dances with others, he realized she was not presently in the ballroom so he tried his luck on the veranda, for he was in much need of a glass of wine.
ANd once one was procured, he took merely a sip of it before he easily spotted Adalia's shimmering, opal colored hair. With the exuberance normally associated with a young lover, he quickly made his way to his wife's side and was all smiles and blushes.
"Ah, there you are. I was hoping to have found you on the dance floor," he told Adalia, before turning his attention to none other than General Kilandre and Alanna Mercer- the newly appointed Grand Master, of all people! His smile could not be erased, and in fact, grew larger as his bow grew deeper.
"My ladies, I hope my wife isn't keeping you too much for herself. But I am quite elated to see you all getting along so well." Little did he know there was a bit of a stiff atmosphere. But Edward was always too sweet to see such things- or maybe even believe them at times.
"But congratulations are in order, Grand master," he went on, bowing, which was probably excessive at this point, but who was he to care or count? His grin was sincere as he looked at Alanna with starry eyes. "I bet you are quite proud and over the moon for this day."