“ just make sure these glass doors are open, because of the pyre there shouldn’t be a fire-hazard. the mandap, where the puja will be, drapes — either white or magenta, let’s not overcomplicate it, it’s a quick turnaround for holi after all — ”  their time in the space is almost up, she can tell from the movement in her peripheral, although gaze remains trained on one of her assistants and the manager. they had been promised one uninterrupted hour, from guests wishing for a more private dining experience, this was minute fifty-five. a finger delicately raises at her side to signal she needs a moment more, “ but most importantly, it needs to be ready on time and i want to be sure we will not be disturbed, the privacy is very important. ” Â
once the list is repeated back to her one final time to be sealed with a nod, she finally turns to find a familiar form. her smile is slightly delayed, many familiar faces, the name and correct title doesn’t leap to her mind as quickly as the recognition does. a cluttered mind !  “ your highness, a pleasant surprise... i hope i haven’t kept you, we’ve just finished, it’s all yours. i thought you’d still be on honeymoon ! ”  [ @catherinestvart ] ​