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"Someone in Heaven probably messed up. That's how most weird dreams happen. Either that or it was some distant memory from a previous life. It doesn't really matter one way or another. Just go back to sleep."
But he couldn't. Every time he got close to drifting to sleep he saw more weird imagery and promptly woke up. In the end he resigned himself to his fate and accepted he won't be sleeping tonight. That turned out to be a pretty big problem, as the members of house Catala arrived in the morning. There wasn't much time wasted on preparations. The many servants of House Mnemon and even those unexalted members available were put to work to set up an extravagant display of wealth and prosperity. The young pair were dressed up in the prettiest garments available and they were paraded around on the streets. This lavish display unnerved Jet. Though a marriage is often a great opportunity for a House to flaunt its wealth, more often than not they are reserved affairs, especially if they are political and involve mortals. This... was not it.
"I can't believe they brough out the warstriders for this."
Jet stared with childlike awe at the building sized armor piloted by his kin, and those honor guard wearing the most sublime armor of the immaculate dragons. But at the same time he couldn't help but wonder why Mnemon would go to such lengths. He feared she wants to paint a target on his back.
"Compose yourself, husband."
His soon-to-be wife chastised him.
The two of them were taken to the temple district where a high ranking Immaculate monk officiated and blessed their marriage. After a brief celebration they were moved back to the Mnemon estate where the real party could get started. The celebration would last a night and a day, as is custom, and both the finest wines and rarest delicacies from the four corners of Creation were available for all to consume to their heart's content. Rather uncharacteristically for him Jet did not feel like mingling with others and making connections. He simply withdrew from the crowd, went to the balcony of the manse and drank his wine in peace.
"Yo."
His solitude however was cut short when he heard a familiar voice coming from the other side of the balcony and saw Kaya climb up next to him.
"Shouldn't you be with your new wifey right about now?"
"I don't know. Shouldn't you have been here from the start? Wine?"
"Thanks."
Kaya took the remainder of Jet's wine, drank it and hurled the empty glass over her shoulder.
"Would've been here if I wasn't held up. Piece of shit. Come, let's go get some real drinks. Not this tongma monkey piss."
The two of them went and snatched two whole bottles from the cellars' better stock and snuck into the gardens to get wasted in peace.
"So are you going to tell me what got you into such a fine mood or are we going to pretend things are okay like this?"
