Tedros got the plate ready, he rubbed his fork and knife together in anticipation.

And here came the bride, Agatha in her Sunday best, brought to him by the chefs on a silver platter, smiling at him with that sweet smile that made her Agatha.

Yum.

When the meal was done Tedros wiped his chin with his napkin.

With that, he let his servants chefs take him away.

What he failed to realize was that he too was on a silver platter.

When it was finally set into place, Tedros looked up to notice Sophia hovering over him, fork and knife held neatly in her hands.

Yum.