Chapter 271 - Malfoy Wedding (1/2)
Inside Prince manor, Reginald waited by the main fireplace as he glanced at the antique clock on the mantel to tell the time. It was only five after two in the afternoon and still plenty of time left before the wedding ceremony that was to start at three. Glancing at his dimly reflected reflection, he makes sure to check that his collar is perfect, before smoothing down his robes one last time. His robes are an elegant royal blue with silver embroidery in the Prince family colors.
Proudly puffing his chest, Reginald turns around at hearing the sound of footsteps. He lets out an astonished breath at seeing the lovely form of his beloved wife, Sirsa in a lighter teal-colored robe. Given the joyous event and not wanting to outshine the bride, Sirsa only wore a simple pair of silver aquamarine gem earrings with a matching necklace.
Reginald happily took a step forward across the lavish carpet and took his wife's hand. ”You look as ravishing as the day, I first saw you,” Reginald murmured as he placed a lingering kiss on her hand.
Sirsa flushes rather coyly as she swats him away. ”Reginald! The children are about!” Sirsa huffed in embarrassment to only be pressed back against the wall by her husband.
”But they're not down yet,” Reginald flirted as he tilted her chin up and placed a soft kiss on her lips full of promises that are meant to be filled later that night. A loud clearing cough causes the older couple to break away as Sirsa flushes in anger at Reginald, while Reginald glares at the amused figure of his younger sister, Georgine.
”Ah, so romantic,” Georgine sarcastically murmured as her Egyptian-blue colored robes lined with silver patterns swayed around her. ”I am frankly astonished that you can still cause it to rise, brother, but even more so without the aid of any potions.”
”Georgine!” Sirsa shrieked in anger, appalled at the crass suggestion.
”Really, Sirsa,” Georgine rolled her eyes as her matching colored cat-eye gem earnings glinted in the light. ”You've been married how many years? I don't know why you're embarrassed, dear. It's perfectly normal to have such carnal appetites. Why I myself even have them upon occasion.”
”They are not suitable topics to be mentioned in public,” Sirsa hissed. ”Especially with the children around!”
”They're both fourteen,” Georgine rolled her eyes. ”I'm sure the two of them are well aware of the mechanics given that Matron of Hogwarts has already given them the lecture on physical appetites. And besides, Sirsa, you act as if you're blushing maiden. When you're clearly a married woman of many years, who has not only produced a daughter but has two grandchildren!”
Before Sirsa unleashes a torrent of curt words, the twins arrived wearing matching colored sky-blue robes embroidered with silver threads. Despite Sirsa's best efforts, she was not able to convince her granddaughter to wear a dress. When asked, Rowan solemnly replied that she wouldn't be able to run if needed. Not that Sirsa could think of an adept answer given what had occurred at the Malfoy Manor. But she was determined that sooner rather than later, she'd see to it that her granddaughter is one day soon finally seen in a gorgeous ballroom gown.
”Good, it would seem that we're all here,” Reginald said as he flashed Georgine a warning scowl. ”Now then hen let us floo to the Black family castle, where the wedding ceremony is to be held.”
Traditionally the wedding party would be held at the groom's home, but as the father of the bride had passed away the wedding would instead be held at the bride's home. This would signify that despite the missing physical presence of the father of the bride not being able to participate in the bonding of the bridge and groom, the bride's father would be remembered and be seen representing the spiritual presence of the father.
”Now make sure to say, Black Family Castle,” Reginald carefully instructed them. ”I'd hate for either of you to end up in one of the numerous Black estates.”
”Yes, grandfather,” Rowan and Severus said in unison.