Royal Wedding

**deguerra** · 07-10-2008, 04:07

Ioannis looked over to his new wife and shook his head, giving a wry smile

No. Apparently I simply mistook someone for Makeondios. Funny old world, isn't it.

**Privateerkev** · 07-10-2008, 04:24

Devouring his chicken, Makedonios downs a good part of the pitcher of water. With a fresh mint tea in hand, he gets up. Looking around, he spies the doors to the balcony. Anyone who is paying attention will see him walk outside for some air.

**TheFlax** · 07-10-2008, 04:44

Anna smiled faintly at his comment.

"How... odd." Becoming more serious, she added "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll see to our guests."

No waiting for a reply, she left the tables and mingled in the crowd.

**Ignoramus** · 07-10-2008, 05:27

There is subdued hush as the Caesar, Ioannis Komnenos, enters with his wife, Eupraxia.

**TheFlax** · 07-10-2008, 05:34

Anna makes her way to her brother and addresses him with a smile.

"I'm glad you could make it brother!" She looks over to Eupraxia. "And you brought your lovely wife! How good of you to come my dear." Turning back to her brother, she continued. "I've taken the liberty of seating you next to my husband and I. Is that satisfactory?"

**Ignoramus** · 07-10-2008, 05:55

Embracing Anna, Ioannis responds warmly.

It will honour me and my wife to be seated next to you. I must say I am very curious to meet your new husband. Strator Mavrozomis has told me many interesting things about him.

**TheFlax** · 07-10-2008, 06:09

Anna led them both to the table.

"I'm sure he'll be as pleased to make your acquaintance. I apologize if I cannot tarry with you now, but there many guests. I promise to return before you miss me brother."

**AussieGiant** · 07-10-2008, 06:36

Apionnas observes proceedings from a corner of the hall, while alone he is at ease with his surroundings. He is wearing the familiar blue officers cloak of his Mansuriyyan regiment. Arabic writing embroider both it and the black bands of cloth on his upper arms. In contrast to this is the Byzantine court armour beneath. The badge of service to the Basileus clearly visible.

A few odd stares are sent his way but most in attendance are aware of who he is and keep any remarks to themselves.