Making your wife wait, and after she went to such trouble~? Sighing softly as she found herself with only the company of the concoction before her and little else she felt all that inclined to bear, Sofia Serena couldn't help but look down at herself and pout a little as she found herself growing increasingly impatient, and not least because she wanted to see what her beautiful bride made of what she was wearing. Dressed to the nines with not only white silk but also blue roses and an array of jewellery which included a little tiara to boot, even for all of the feminine flourish she usually sported it was rare that the emerald eyed enchantress indulged her role as a princess, but given the nature of the party around her she had opted to indulge it for the sake of her audience, as small as she hoped it to be.
I wonder what she could be up to…? Loathing the role of responsibility she had been born into but willing to make an exception in order to watch those magenta irises swell when they saw her, the fairness of the fox would be fit serving the court of the fay, and for that reason she couldn't help but feel an ounce of frustration at being made to wait on the wonder she had wed. I mean, this wasn't really like her, was it?
She said she had a big surprise planned, and it's only making me all the more desperate to see her~? Left to draw her fingertip around the rim of her glass because of that and wrinkling her nose a little as she did so, Sofia had to admit that her feeling of urgency wasn't just to do with showing herself off as well, and that only made it all the more torrid. Left to sulk in the realm of imagination when she knew reality would likely far surpass it, she couldn't help puff her cheeks at the imposition, and then pick her drink up and knock the lot back all at once as well. Gosh, the wait had better be worth it, eh~?