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Ministry events were all rather the same, Alessandro mused, as he watched people awkwardly attempt small-talk. The one notable exception was the event last year where there had been an entire coup. Tragic, naturally. But thrilling. And certainly broke up the monotony of pancakes.
Still Al was in attendance to be arm candy and arm candy did not have opinions on how thrilling or not thrilling soirees were. No, arm candy stood proudly on their future husband's arm and made small talk with all kinds of ministry people, including the Minister for Magic.
He turned on the Toussaint charm, aptly named as he was both a Toussaint and charming, and shook the Minister's outstretched hand. "Delighted, sir." He pressed his hand into Gunnar's back and added, "We'll keep that in mind, Minister." If he didn't get into the specifics of what he did, well, it must have been because Alessandro didn't hear the question. Surely.
The brunette raised a hand in brief hello to both Nina and Calyx. Belatedly, he whispered to Gunnar, "We ought to have them over soon. Nina will no doubt be missing you." And she was a delight, too.
People who were not a delight and not acknowledged were also in attendance, it seemed. Al didn't pretend he didn't see Kaiser, but he didn't make any significant moves to bury the hatchet, as it were. He liked the hatchet right where it was-- in Kaiser's back.
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