[littl3chocobo]

he had been sulking for days. in the armory, in the stable, at dinner, the thought of a marriage to the snotty heathen swanson girl angered him greatly. he did not wish to marry under rank and he did not wish to marry heretic hill-witches and so when a servant came to whisper nervous words of his soon-to-be wife's carriage being seen over the horizon he was quick to find the upper turrets. he would not greet the girl but he still wanted to see if she was as awful as he recalled