Lion Head Mesa (ap) so, sixth eevee. which one?

what was a wedding party without rowdiness? shoko’s duty had been tested already: he made his way back from the disposal of reyes, gaze searching for @Ramesses so he might silently infer the pharaoh’s command had been done. 

he did not see the gilded-shouldered sunking among the merry. perhaps the pharaoh had retired to quieter chambers, or perhaps he was nestled thick in the throng of attendees. shoko kept an eye about him as he made his rounds through the crowd, remaining ever present but a fly on the wall versus a beast of public attention.