[Alastor appears behind Anya, leaning over her shoulder.]
Shall we away, darling?
[And if there's no objections, he's going to cover her face with the veil and lead them into the confused throng of bridesmaids. He casts an illusion over her dress as he shuffles her around the group so that she matches them while he himself becomes one of the male servants who are trying to lead the bridesmaids to safety.]
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Shall we away, darling?
[And if there's no objections, he's going to cover her face with the veil and lead them into the confused throng of bridesmaids. He casts an illusion over her dress as he shuffles her around the group so that she matches them while he himself becomes one of the male servants who are trying to lead the bridesmaids to safety.]
[Just blend in with the crowd leaving!]