"Hello, dear." Seymour smiled pleasantly as he entered the arena, hair spiffed up.
"Hello, Seymour." False Althena flashed a pretty little grin before adjusting her dress. "Are we ready to begin this?"
"Ahm ehm uhm yes." The nameless priest of St. Eva's nods, gesturing to Seymour first. "Seymour, underneath the, ahm, blessed light of St. Eva, you two dedicated souls have chosen to renew your marriage vows this day, celebrating your, ehm, union on the day of your first encounter. Uhm, tell us now, what do you ah want, in the months and years to come?"
"May we bask in the unending screams of the suffering of innocents as we bask on a private beach. I'll get the Guados to drag the innocents along." Seymour smiled winningly at False Althena, who nodded in return.
"And ah as for you, what would you like from this, Miss F. Althena?" The priest said, seemingly oblivious.
False Althena cupped Seymour's face in her hands and smiled, planting a kiss on his nose. Seymour smiled, before noticing the sparks building in her hands...
"ANNULMENT, B****!"
The resulting shock blasted Seymour straight into the wall of the arena. In the surprised pause, False Althena smiled winningly.
"Actually the beach idea sounds good and I have no objections to staying with him forever, but I can't let him claim another victory against me again, now can I?"
Seymour, from the wreckage, gave a shaky thumbs up.
"I now pronounce you man and wife."
