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Perdix grinned back at Ebba. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Matriarch Thuriksson." He said with a slight bow of his head in acknowledgement. He examined the woman. She certainly seemed like a kind and giving person, if that mattered.

It certainly mattered to Perdix. As a rule he had a dislike for wealthy people, and thus was always pleased when he found some who were consciencious and giving. He did, however, wonder what Thurismund's problem was. The kid needed to either get on, or off, the pint.

"We're pleased to have you attend our wedding." He continued, surprised at his own words, but mantained his jovious expression. Again, this is not the direction Perdix saw his month going.