321 321 Rawr Moody?

"You will have to wait and see, but I will tell you that your assumption is correct. Can time fly by already so that I can marry my girl and move on to the honeymoon part, away from all you people?" Cedric glares at Claude. 

"Rawr, moody much? I won't push you to say anything; I just wanted to make sure as the master of ceremonies. You need me to crown you two. So, let us get them from the safe spot and head over to set up the room. Alice will be expecting us." Claude steps back and runs to the wall. 

Cedric got up, scanned his finger in, and led the way. "Sorry, I am a tad moody being away from what is mine after being separated for almost two centuries. Can you find fault in me for that?" Scanning his right eye, he opens the door, reaches towards the crown, and hands it to Claude before taking the tiara.