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The beach looked like someone had thrown an entire Pinterest board at it.

Strings of lights were strung between elegant poles, lighting up a fair portion of the beach (with the help of a few carefully-disguised generators, mind you). Large, stylized pots contained such multitudes of jasmine and lavender that at first glance they appeared to be bushes, instead - Seivarden's one contribution to the party.

Delicate paper screens carved the beach up into zones. Beach-classy lounge furniture sat on the sand, from chairs to sofas to even a bed or two. One corner held a stack of sheets, for anyone who didn't think bathing suits were appropriate eveningwear ('Togas encouraged!', the final Instagram post had said). Lucifer had supplied a ridiculous cooking setup for Duke in one corner, and a large bar ('open bar!' said the sign by it) stocked with almost every kind of alcohol known to man sat on the opposite side.

Even the water seemed to roll in like it figured it was part of an Instagram music video of some kind.

Seivarden had demanded a good party. And Lucifer had standards.

That it was extremely hot, that everyone had lost most of their wardrobe? That wasn't going to stand in the way of a bloody good party. There were ice cubes! Lucifer had brought a special freezer for extra ice cubes!

... and since it was Lucifer, no, he hadn't noticed the Truth Day thing yet.

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Find some lounge furniture, wonder how much time and money went into this, grab a sheet and make a toga...

Once Duke pings in with the menu.

There is a lot of booze.

... Is that a DJ?

Oh god. Lucifer flew in a famous DJ. Of course he did.

If you didn't run into him anywhere else at the party, he was occasionally found in a lounge throne near the center of the party, drinking rum and making his toga-and-boxer-briefs ensemble look sexy, thank you.

Seivarden had had to google what a toga was, but since she didn't have many options left and preferred not to show up naked, it turned out she was already wearing one.

It was just one problem. All her gloves were gone. Which meant she tried hiding her hands when she could, although she knew that would prove impossible. At least no one but Tisarwat would be embarrassed by it, so she'd try to avoid the kid.

Seivarden slumped down on a seat next to Lucifer, a colourful drink in her hand. Having spent most of the day in the shop making sure the flowers were delivered (it required only truthful comments to the people delivering them) after doing radio (the squirrels might have been truthful, it was always hard to tell), she hadn't picked up what was going on.

"This is perfect," she said, which was obvious.

Lucille had already been wearing a sheet since all her dresses had disappeared yesterday. Now even her corset and petticoat was gone, so she had let her hair down, which was the closest to decent she had managed.

Still, she was here. She had come to the island to distract herself from loneliness among other things, hadn't she?

"Welcome," Lucifer said, grinning at her. "You've managed to pull off looking beautiful quite well under the circumstances."

"Thank you," Lucifer said, smirking. "The circumstances are still a pain in the arse, but I made do."

Breq might not like the host, and knew very well it was mutual, but since the invitation had been sent to everyone she figured they would be able to avoid each other. She wasn't very conspicuous at parties after all, she assumed, having been to very few as an actual person. Well, most people here would object to that last part.

She was here for the music. Wearing a sheet wrapped around herself, she quickly looked around, picked up a glass of water, and headed towards the dance floor.

"The dress code was a good idea," Seivarden said. "And it does look good on you."

Definitely true.

"Is it an attempt to stop an orgy?"

Although by Radchaai standards it was already heading that way, with her gloves being gone.

Lucifer saw her, and contemplated for all of a second if he was petty enough to ignore her, despite being the host.

Yes. Yes, he was entirely that petty.

He made an irritated noise in her general direction and then went off to get another drink.

"Would I ever stop an orgy?" Lucifer asked, eyes oh-so-wounded.

"Thank you," Lucille said. "As have you. Looking like a roman does suit you."

That was curious. She hadn't expected to elaborate the returned compliment.

Lucifer grinned. "I have some practice," he said brightly. "I miss Roman parties, they were so much fun."

"I thought that was what you wanted yesterday," Seivarden said, taking a sip from her drink. "Either way, I wanted to invite you to my place after the party."

She did, although she hadn't planned to bring it up immediately.

"I've never experienced them myself," Lucille said. "But I understand morals were quite different back then."

"No, I wanted to prepare for the possibility of an orgy, that's hardly the same thing," Lucifer said patiently, paused, and said, "Well, we'll see how long this party goes for, shall we?"

"Morals are different in every era," Lucifer said, grinning a bit. "There were things in your time that would utterly shock the Romans."

"I still don't believe it will happen. We'll see who's right," She said with a grin, then added: "You can stay overnight if you want. I've missed waking up with you in the morning."

Seivarden paused. She had not intended to say that.

"I didn't intend to say that. It sounds clingy and that's not how I meant it."

Something was wrong, and she drank deeply from her glass, trying to figure it out.

"Really? I admit I've never cared much about morals, other than to keep up appearances."

She believed that to be true herself, but then the rules she had broken were of a more serious kind.

Lucifer eyed her warily.

"We don't have to revisit the conversation about how I'm not interested in a relationship, do we?"

"My favorite kind of woman," Lucifer said, taking a sip of his drink. "Even appearances are boring, frankly."

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