Erica stood by the kitchen, watching the wedding from far distance. It was about to commence.
She saw Mr Greg as he walked towards his decorated chair. He was a tall man with beards. He looked so young even if he's over sixty.
She could see how guards walked behind him as he walked majestically.
"What the... Is that a tiger?" Erica murmured.
There was a tiger walking beside him.
He sat on his chair and the tiger laid in front of him.
Suddenly, the bride appeared. She was a lady of about thirty years. She had a smile on her face. Erica saw how happy she was.
"Excuse me..."
"Oh sorry" she said and cleared the road for one of the waiter to pass into the kitchen.
Then she realized something. She hasn't heard such voice before. She followed him into the kitchen and folded her arms.
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