The Preserve, late Saturday night

[willbedone]

Willow had said her goodbyes. She'd packed up every magic and computer related item she felt she could get away with. She had Philbert carefully tucked into his snuggle sack.

Now she just needed her fiance.

[ooc: for said husband to be]

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[once_a_king]

He headed back to the school to take his swords out of the weapons locker one last time. Rhindon was belted at his side, of course, but his bow and quiver along with the sword Setsuna had given him plus other daggers and small knives had to be strapped onto his rucksack, leaving him a bit bristling with weapons.

He walked slowly across the island and into the Preserve, steps quickening as he made it to the place and spied Willow ahead waiting. "My Lady," he said, bowing as he approached.

[willbedone]

That made her smile. She gave a little curtsey. "My knight. Also hi Rhindon."

It was possible Willow would never be convinced that she didn't have to be polite to the sword.

[once_a_king]

Peter grinned and came forward to take her hand. "Did you make all your goodbyes?"

[willbedone]

"Yep," Willow said. "Without collapsing into a total puddle of tears too, though I make no promises about whether or not that'll happen on a time delay."

Willow may have been holding Peter's hand as tightly as she possibly could.