Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150315213237/@comment-5543592-20150317003208

Perdix glanced down at the throne. So, perhaps he wasn't as subtle as he though. Maybe he was losing his touch. He was tempted to pat his lap and tell her there was a spot right there, but that would definately give people the wrong idea.

He gave a apologetic grimace, "Sorry!"

He shifted back to his spot on the arm of the throne. "So?  Wedding?"