Mistaken Identity. NJ #18

[Tera Destre]

You know I never did sit down and ask Gav just exactly what my title will be when we get ourselves married. I guess maybe I should have done that somewhere along the line. It really didn’t seem important compared to how I feel about him though. This evening when I was tending bar though it was brought home to me that there will be a difference when we do get married.

I’m here to tell you you have never seen such a ruckus as what that poor Xeno accidentally started in that there common room tonight. You’d have sworn that poor man was a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs before he left he was feeling so uncomfortable about what had done slipped out of his mouth all unknowing like.

I must admit but only to you that I ain’t so sure I am gonna be putting any more of those scones that Dolly bakes every day on his tea trays no more for him. It was him eating one of them scones that started the entire fiasco.

Now I do know that he likes them scones and that is why I have been putting them on his tea tray for him lately. I was being nice because he is a very old friend of mine. And he is an old friend of Gav’s too. But had I know what could happen I would not have started that habit be it out of kindness or goodness or my just wanting to be real good at my job.

None of them things would have mattered in the least. Well maybe wanting to be good at my job and him giving me a few extra silver so that I could go shopping would have mattered but that ain’t the point! The point is he, of all the people I would have ever pictured starting a ruckus in the common room of the Inn, ain’t one of them.

Never in all my born days could I picture Xenograg, The General, starting any kind of a to do over anything. Ever!! Never!! The trail would go cold years before anything like that could be traced back to his doorstep. Heck fire there wouldn’t even be a trail to follow in his direction in the first place!

But that was the NOT the case tonight. Oh no let me tell you what Xeno did tonight. I was minding my own business tending bar just like I always do when I am working and I don’t know what Gav was doing. Oh yes I do. He was helping Dana up who had tripped over a chair or something and Xeno called over to him something about the scones tasting as good as Gav’s WIFE makes.

Xeno did this without batting an eyelash.

Gav in turn replied without batting an eyelash something along the lines of... Yes Des is a wonderful cook.

Do you see where I am going with this? Not only had Xeno implied to the entire common room that Gav and I had run off and got hitched but now I had my fiancé blurting out to the entire common room the truth that I can cook when I have been telling them all along that I can’t so they have to fix their own food when I’m tending bar.

Well then Lenika pipped up thinking I was married and Kristia was a whole lot confused and thinking Gav and I had killed off Jean for his money and so that he and I could be together and she was asking Gav some pretty uncomfortable questions let me tell you!! It was NOT a pretty sight and there I was just a fuming because Gav had spilled the beans about my cooking!

I left him to Kristia’s tender mercies I must admit and went on about my business of tending bar for the most part. Then there was poor Xeno and him feeling so bad for having started the entire mix up to begin with he didn’t even finish them there scones that I had so thoughtfully served him.

Come to find out I didn’t know quite what I had gotten myself into when agreeing to this here wedding with the Lord of Westridge. Oh yes I do know that Gav is the ruler of this here Country and all but I hadn’t given it a second though about what that would mean for my wedding until a few others began speaking up about our wedding.

Seems this here thing has got to be a fancy formal type affair with dignitaries from all over hell’s half acres and beyond!! It has even been mentioned that there must be a parade including a carriage ride by me and my Gav through the entire Kingdom after this here shindig! There could be hundreds of thousands of guests on this here guest list if not millions!! I had to grab onto the bar to keep myself upright by this here point in the wedding talk proceedings.

Those always thirsty customers were on their own by now. There was nothing I could do to help them wet their whistles. I was horrified and mortified by what I had apparently gotten myself into. Now don’t you go getting me wrong I can dress fancy and act fancy with the best of them there Ladys when I have to but this was sounding far worse than even my imagination had ever pictured a fancy wedding could ever be.

I had been to Tara and her Count Talomar’s fancy wedding and it wasn’t bad at all. I got me my fancy gown and had my hair done and everything. All went very well and I was happy to have got to go and I didn’t fall down or nothing in them slick slippers I had to wear with it. Course I had my Jean’s arm to hold onto and that might have had something to do with it but I can’t be sure about that.

Anyway this here whole thing was snowballing faster than I could keep track of all the information that was being thrown at me about this here wedding I was gonna be having when at last Gav must have seen the state I was in and took pity on me and told me that we could have a private wedding if that was what I wanted.

Well I had done took refuge in tending bar again, something I can do blindfolded with both hands tied behind my back if I had to no doubt. But hearing those words from his mouth was like music to my ears and they had me calming right down and even got himself out of the dog house for letting it slip that I can cook.

Gav didn’t have to sleep on the couch.