Tony and Cleop Act Two Scene Four Sub-Scene One

 

Act Two

Scene Four

Sub-Scene One

The solemn event

 

The wedding was a simple affair at the palace, with only invited guests surrounded by guards. The event took place in the garden with free-flowing wine and feasts of food. Three tents were erected there to shelter the guests, with the servants keeping them happy.

The bride dressed in the white gown was given away by Caesar, and the groom was dressed in the blue suit and sported the matching fedora.

“Oh, Octavia wore the new design.” A lady guest could not say it better then. “Like a new beginning.”

“I hope it is for her and she does and she does not end up with some Egyptian disease.” The companion added.

“Do not be rude, Leslie. He may not be.”

“Tell that to Kathie. She got it from Ralphie. He was in Egypt for a week.”

“He was there to fuck when Kathie was delivering their child. All of you men could not leave the pecker to rest for a day.”

“Neither could you without a roosting. Are we on for it after the wedding? I am feeling the need.”

“Stay your breeches, or I would not be the bitch in heat.” The lady cautioned him.

At a distance, three gentlemen stood there, holding their glasses.

“I will say Mark Antony does look grand standing there.” Lepidus praised the groom.

“So will you if you are going to fuck the bride.” Maecenas forgot his faith and took to being vulgar.

“Hush, you two. The man is saying his vows now.” Agrippa hushed the others. “Let us give them some respect here.”

“Hush, the boss is kissing the bride.” Lepidus smiled. “Time for us to cheer them.”

The cheers went up, and the newlywed was seen walking to the mansion.

“Mark Antony is going to the mansion. So, we will follow.” Agrippa said.

“We would not be. We are too dressed up for battle. Pompey Jr awaits us.” Lepidus said.

“I anticipate it; we will be at the sea ports before you, Lepidus.” Maecenas crowed.

“Your route is shorter. I have business that will require me to round up some more boys. You will get there two hours before I will.”

“Sir, we wish you luck.” Agrippa smiled.