Casey glanced  to the door when it opened, and he found himself grinning.  He had to look pleased to see his new fiance, of course.  When she held her arms out for an embrace, he stepped in to wrap her in his arms.  He tried to ignore the way she felt tucked against his chest, the scent of her shampoo, and the soft brush of lips to cheek as she slipped back again.  Her so-small fingers in his hand had his cheeks mantling with color all over again, as she lead him in.<br/><br/>"It's always nicer to receive a warm welcome than a cold.  You won't catch me complaining."  He agreed.  When her hand slipped out of his, he stuffed it into his pocket.  "You do?"  He asked, shocked.  "I figured I ought to bribe my way into your good graces with a bit of cliche."  Admitted the wizard.  "But I'd hardly be a gentleman if I turned up my nose.  I'm well, for the most part.  Father's spirits are up about the wedding.  Cade still looks like he's been consigned to sucking toads, but he'll live."<br/><br/>He half-turned to face his fiance in the elevator, offering her the gift.  It was a little box of silver wrapping paper, tied with an emerald ribbon, about the size of a thick book.  Within, were an assortment of ridiculously expensive chocolates almost too artfully crafted to eat, in every shape, color and flavor.<br/><br/>"How about you?  You weathering your mother's fury?"