Who's getting married?

I know many of you never expected to hear from me ever again.

Cythera sighed.
"Jon is so handsome..."
"I think Raoul is," Alanna replied carelessly.
"What?? I don't believe you!" He has got to be the ugliest thing on Earth!"
"I don't think so." Alanna shrugged. They continued debating for a while, then strode down to the mess hall for a late night snack ;). On the way, the pair was intercepted by Jon.
"Nice dueling out there," Jon said with a grin. Alanna and Cythera feigned innocence.
"What dueling?" Jon's eyes narrowed, and said, "You know what I mean."
"Obviously, we do not, because otherwise why would we be standing here having this riduculous conversation?"
"I command you to stop being so obnoxious, as an order by the prince!"
"We aren't being obnoxious; we are merely telling you the truth!"
"Yeah right! I have witnesses! 'Fess up!"
"If me and Cythera confess, will we have your word you will not mention this to anyone?"
"Alanna, no!" Cythera whispered urgently.
"Too late," said Gary striding up behind them. I am tired, and hungry Alanna thought. I'm getting out of here.
"Cythera, let's go!" "OKAY!"
Alanna collapesed into bed. If word got out....Her first impulse was to go and hide if that happened. Her second instinct was that she would rather kiss a pig.