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Narration:  Once the courtyard was deserted, there came the faint sound of a crying baby. There was no longer anyone to hear it, however. After changing into formalwear of his own while completing the final checks for the event, Oscar appraised Tinasha with narrowed eyes as she entered the ballroom antechamber. Waving her closer, he picked her up and settled her on his knees.
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Oscar:  “You look stunning in that.”
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Tinasha:  “Thank you for the dress,” she replied.
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Oscar:  “Mm-hmm. I’m very satisfied with it,” he replied quietly, giving a gentle tug to one lock of her hair, careful not to ruin her updo in the back. “Tonight’s going to be a pain, but power through it.”
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Tinasha:  “I came here prepared to do so,” she assured him with a mischievous grin, holding out her right hand to him, palm up. A silver ring appeared in it. A small obsidian stone reminiscent of her eyes was set into the thin band, and magical sigils were delicately engraved on its surface. “Give me your hand,” she ordered.
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Oscar:  “Which one?”
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Tinasha:  “Either. Oh, but your left one would be best, as it won’t get in the way.”
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Oscar:  Oscar offered his left hand to Tinasha, as she had requested.