Everyone waits in the modern sect, inside a large victorian mansion somehwere in England. The day thats ironically bright and sunny seems to contrast the sad, empty mood of the group of people standing in the main hall, every single one of them wearing black.
Damian's cousin, Yoon-neul steps out of a room from the top of the stairs, descending them with a Sullen Mocking-jay beside him. He's wearing a tailored black suit with a white lily pinned to it. You notice the other guest are also wearing a white lily pinned somewhere onto their outfit.
"The ceremony will start in an hour. Is everybody here?" He asks, red eyes scanning the quiet murmuring crowd.
"Almost everyone. We're still not too sure about others and if they are up to this." Replied Mocking-jay in a distant, quiet voice. She fiddles with the black lace that forms her sleeves.
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That's a Crazy Idea.
It doesn't make sense.
"You'll do it?"