Victor Van Dort troubled he took a break he ran his clammy hands down his slacks his nerves were at a all time high and he just needed some air especially before marrying Victoria Everglot the whole day hasn’t been going quite according to plan he had a habit of messing up his Vows he mumbled to himself not quite looking where he was going until he tripped you due to stepping on your gown “oh dear terribly sorry - if I may where is your chaperone?” He added curious as in why a woman is out this late alone that is