Chapter 272 - Malfoy Wedding Ⅱ (1/2)
The usher leads the Prince family to the very front of the already seated guests, where the usher says, ”If the Sir and the Lady of the Prince family would each take a seat on the groom and bride's side. Both families wish to express their thanks in gratitude for the actions of this past year. Both parties wish that the Prince couple would not decline the honor.”
”It'll be no trouble at all,” Sirsa answered in her husband's stead as Reginald merely sniffed at the mere thought at having to sit next to Abraxas Malfoy for the entire duration of the wedding ceremony. The two of them each took a seat in the two-seat front row where only the parents of the groom and bride were to sit at. Reginald sat on the left side of the groom, while Sirsa on the right side for the bride.
The usher than turns to the remaining Prince's. ”Madam Prince and Prince heirs, please be seated with the Black family members. They would be honored to have you sit with them.” The usher gestured to the second row on the groom's side. The groom's side held the extended Black Family members of the bride as the bride's side was filled with many of the Rosier relatives.
There is a chorus of whispers from the guests as they study the Prince family at the forefront of the wedding tent. A few women quietly gossip about the fact that the Prince children had yet to be properly introduced into wizarding society nor the fact that the female grandchild had yet to debut in wizarding society despite being of age. There were other similar rumors whispers suggesting that the because said Prince grandchildren were mere half-bloods that Reginald and Sirsa Prince were ashamed to present them into society.
But the more reasonable minded guests pointed out the fact that the children were in fact in attendance with the Prince elders at the Malfoy wedding. Still, that would be not enough to quell the whispers as the speculations ranged from being close to the truth to being wildly disproportional far away from the truth. Either way, the rumor mill would only be quelled when said children were presented into proper society.
At the front of the tent, Rowan and Severus immediately spotted T. Rosier sitting next to his parents, a rather large bear-like man, and a sour-faced woman. Georgine smirked with a great deal of satisfaction as she moved to sit next to Walburga Black and her husband, Orion. Rowan and Severus naturally followed as Sirius and Regulus eagerly waved at them to come over and sit next to them.
”Why Walburga, you don't look a day over fifty,” Georgine purred knowing fully well that Walburga Black was only 49 this year.
The dark-haired woman with sharp features and gray eyes narrows her eyes into thin points at Georgine Prince. ”Says, the witch who is clearly ten years older than I am,” Walburga Black hissed back.
”Ah, but dear, I don't look it,” Georgine purred causing a vein to twitch on Walburga's pale temple.
”Ladies,” said, the handsome, dark-haired man with same colored eyes as his wife, Orion Black. Dressed implacably Orion Black was still a sight for sore eyes.
Georgine, not to let an insult go sniffs and retorts, ”I always wondered, why you married your first cousin, Orion? I mean with looks like those you could have easily married the gorgeous witch, Cecil. Now that girl was a looker all right. She left the rest of us behind looking like mere wallflowers.”
”She was a mere half-blood,” Orion crossly said through gritted teeth.
”And?” Georgine said with an arched eyebrow. ”She was powerful, incredibly beautiful, with an impressive family name and dowry to boot. You really could have done so much better, dear.”