"Still sorry that we came, bro?" Xeadis grinned as his younger brother grunted in reply. "C'mon, still sulking? I would have thought you would be over that by this age. After all, we're both nearly a hundred, not counting our previous lives."
And then someone caught Xeadis's eye .... "Oh my ... bro, take a look. Have you ever seen such a lusciuous display of beauty?"
"I'm assuming you mean the one arranging the vases? ... a bit tall for my tastes. You're the one who's partial to blondes."
"Well, wait a bit, and take a gander at her partner."
"What, the long-haired one who's even taller than she is?"
"The third one, behind the tall one." " ... whoa ... "
"A dainty little bundle of fire, eh? I bet you'd like that one in your bedfurs up at that cabin of yours."
"She's not the woman for just a roll in the furs." Zelros's voice was solemn, a faint tinge of pain to his voice. Xeadis nodded in silent agreement, his eyes following the still-silent blonde.
"Neither of them are. And I'm beginning to think I wouldn't regret asking for her."
Zelros looked at his brother in surprise. "Hey, this from the guy who swore never to get married? We don't even know either of them yet!"
"But I want to."
" ... so do I."
Luna swore silently while she watched the two across the street eyeball Lina and Firia. It was too soon, the girls hadn't been prepared yet! Her fury was easily transmitted to her old friends. <Zelas, Rezo! Get your boys away from here! If either Firia or Lina sees them now, they'll go into shock!>
<And when would be a better time?> Zelas's voice was cooly amused.
<After I've gotten a few drinks into them. This is not the time.>
<I suppose you're right. Rezo, would you be a dear and go get them?>
A rusty chuckle echoed briefly in Luna's mind. <As you wish, dear.>
Before long, a tall, red-violet haired man walked up to the two young men, and neatly bullied them into following him. Luna gave a quick sigh of relief, as it seemed neither Lina nor Firia had noticed them. All in due time, and the time would be soon enough.