It hasn't even been two hours yet since the party started and my koala of a husband is already dangling on my body and wouldn't let go. I excused myself to get him to bed first, promising that I will be back for the rest of the festivities.
The pope has been signaling me with his eyes since the start of the party that he wants to tell me something. I don't know if it is a good or a bad thing that Clarence got drunk since I do not exactly know what the pope has to say. I sure know though that Clarence does not like other people taking my attention away whenever he is with me.
I quickly made way to my quarters and kissed the guy on his forehead to make him sleep. I placed a barrier around my room just to be sure he is safe. I do not want anybody sneaking inside and taking advantage of my very drunk new husband, not that I am saying that there is someone like that in this place.
