wedding bell blues

After seeing Phoebe, Loren had immediately left her home. His destination, the VlamVloed, wasn't too far. It wasn't too long before the tavern's unassuming looking facade came into view. Striding up to it, the summoner gripped the door firmly. Then he flung it open, letting light flood into the blue and bronze interior. "Sunjata! A word, please." It wasn't a question, and the Launceleyn stepped into the bar. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he let the door swing shut with a thump behind him. Then he stalked forward, his eyes peeled for any sign of the VlamVloed's proprietor. And, apparently, Phoebe's fiancé. LOREN Not quite an open book