Chapter 846 - Presentation Ball (2/2)
The crowd bursts in applause, before the crowd, ceases to clap before famous replying, ”Under the light of the moon and magic, we acknowledge Rowan and Severus Prince.” Another burst of applause is heard as various clamors of congratulations can be heard.
With the clamor dying down, Philippe and Louise step forward again and say, ”We welcome all to the ball including Primary Escorts, James Potter and Lily Evans. We invite all to enjoy the night's festivities on this glorious occasion.” Without further ado, the two stepped forward and the crowd begins to disperse with greetings and social civilities.
Reginald and Georgine foray into the crowd as those in power approach them, while the other witches and wizards in the crowd approach Dorea and Fleamont Potter. The Prince heirs and primary escorts are left to greet the youths among the throng of guests. With a subtle nod, Severus and Rowan separate enough to permit them to cover more ground faster. Lily didn't look nervous and positively glowed as she and Severus went their separate ways.
James's gaze pointedly did not linger on Lily more than necessary and obediently followed Rowan's lead. Rowan politely nods and greets the various guests, before perking up at seeing a short young French wizard with dark-colored hair approach them. The short-haired wizard had a small, pointed goatee and wore high-heeled boots that peeked out from underneath his stylish robes.
”Jean,” Rowan warmly greeted her friend with a small genuine smile on her face.
James blinks in surprise at the abrupt and rare transformation on Rowan's face. She looked lovely when she smiled without any reserve. It was a starting feeling before quickly turned his attention to the short French youth accompanied by an incredibly breathtaking young woman.
Now, James had seen many beautiful witches including Bethanie Fawley, but this witch just took the cake. Her silver, blonde hair glistened with blue eyes that sparkled as bright as the starry night. Her lips were pert, pink, perfectly kissable with a glistening white smile.
James bȧrėly hears Rowan say, ”Apolline, or is it Apolline Delacour now?” Apolline impishly giggles, and the musical sound pulls at James's heartstrings before James pulls himself back shaking his head in confusion at finding himself enchanted by the young women. He cautiously eyes the young woman holding taking a step back as if that would aid him in avoiding the charms of the young woman.
Jean Delacour has the grace to look a tad bit ashamed. ”Vell, my friend, we vished to marry this summer, but mama and papa vished to vait for at least a year,” he paused to adoringly glance at his beloved wife. ”So, ve eloped! Mama and papa were not too pleased, but they 'ave accepted the match.”
”Mm, I thought as much,” Rowan drily replied as Apolline raised her right hand to show a gleaming diamond wedding ring. ”Well, you have my belated congratulations. I am sure that the two of you will be very happy.”
”Merci, mon ami,” Jean said with a smile. ”Ve appreciated da gift that you sent us.”
”Oui, it waz most beautiful,” Apolline genuinely thanked Rowan. The wedding gift from Rowan had been an exquisite piece of artwork along with various jewelry for the two of them to use.. They were expensive gifts showing Rowan's sincerity and they were very much obliged.