"You know, I don't remember much of that night. I'm fairly certain it hasn't...of course in Prague, anything is possible." She moved to slip the garter up Ate's leg and onto her thigh.
"Aww. As your father, I am so proud of you." She wiped away a fake tear and grinned at her. "Do I need to ask Uncle Moros if he'll walk you down the aisle?"
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