DancingTwinBlades

She would not be dressed as she normally was. Appropriate, Toby reflected, tugging on the uncomfortably tight collar on his suit. After all, they were going to the celebration of the king’s wedding. It wasn’t often they were invited to a party like this in their line of work; they were normally long gone by the time the celebrations rolled around, on to the next job. But here he was, waiting for Alison to emerge so they could join the dancing crowds. “You ready yet?” he called, leaning against the doorframe. The door swung open. “Calm down, I’m right here,” Alison said, tucking something into her sash