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 Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 7:30 pm
Marcus looked at the Queen and said, "A Missing Minister, A problem most dear, Though I look sinister, Have no fear."
Then The prince looked at the queen and translated for his father, "My Father Is a minister believe it or not. In our kingdom he serves as a minister for all weddings. One of the many duties as a king..."
Marcus Nodded at his son's words. "I Am indeed a minister, So the wedding shall go on according to plan."
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 7:37 pm
Xavier was in a room by himself putting on his Ceremonial robe that his mother made him. The prince strapped his sword on his side he took a deep breath then exhaled then looked out the window "Its a nice day" he said he took the ring he had in his pocket "For the People" he said then he heard a knock on the door then his mom came in "Hello My Son" She said "Mother" he replied as he bowed to her "You dont have to bow to me he isnt here" "Oh so he didnt come" he asked his mother fell silent "its alright i guess it time for me to move on anyway" he said he hugged his mother then he left the room.
He walked down the corridor then went outside he stood by a tree and stayed there with his eyes closed.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 7:37 pm
She clapped, not one to get overly worried about trivial things, "Perfect. Now, everyone please take your seats, and King, I will meet you at the alter." Turning to Lenore, she held out her hand, "Would it be too much to ask that you carry the back of my dress so it doesn't drag until we get to the isle?" Picking up a bouquet from a vase of water, she used a bit of cloth to dry the stems.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 7:46 pm
Marcus left the room and took his place at the altar, waiting for the ceremony to begin.
Morgan Took a seat in the front row. He sat quietly, and tried not to pay attention to the occasional stare.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 7:52 pm
Feeling threatened by the King's opposition, Lenore cowered a little. As an Immortal in a Faery's dressing room, a Princess's no less, she had no place to speak out or defend her race. She kept her head low, until the angry man left before sighing quietly and straightened her simple skirts. She glanced up at Morgan, a little bit awed by the Prince. A Fae and a demon...Lenore looked away. She was purely Immortal, and she knew Ren was purely Fae. But clearly, the mixture of races was an unique phenomenon. Lenore peered into the Prince's golden eyes when she thought he wouldn't notice, quietly and secretly because she didn't know any better. He was very handsome in the face, and Lenore's eyes trailed to the oddity of his physical body. She had never seen anyone like him.
Lenore looked back at Marcus, who rang with exuberance. The effervescent mood bloomed in the room, and Lenore's feeling of isolation soon met a feeling of cheer.
Lenore quickly nodded to Princess Xaundellyn, bowing her head. It was...odd for someone of high royal class to even bother with her name. It soothed her, and told her that Xaundellyn was a kind woman at heart. She blushed slightly.
"It would be my utmost pleasure, my lady. I am here to serve," she replied calmly, and bent to pick up the train of the elegant dress. The very fabric itself must be worth more than Lenore herself! She admired its beauty and the beauty of the Fae Princess Xaundellyn, holding the back of her dress with care.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 8:30 pm
The Prince felt the Breeze on his face the sun was very warming. He walked up to the door of the area where he was going to get married. His heart started beat sorta fast not nervous fast but it was a quick beat of rhythm. He looked in the Mirror and fixed himself.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 8:37 pm
Xaundellyn led the way to the top of a grand staircase and waited for the music to begin. She peeked out through the curtian that encased the doorway and didn't see the prince at the alter, and she suddenly got worried. "DO you think he ran away?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 8:58 pm
Lenore followed obediently, pacing herself. She usually walked fast and clumsy, but today she made it an effort to focus lest she trip and/or rip the dress meanwhile.
She took small breaths and when they reached the top of the staircase, Lenore paused.
Ren. Lenore's face immediately brightened. His face, too, had some reaction, though he tried his best to compose himself. Lenore blushed and looked away, catching herself, and glanced up to Xaundellyn, who looked worried. Despite the rumors that she had a warrior's head and a very strong soul, her head was still that of a female's. Even though this was only an obligatory wedding, Xaudellyn really showed signs that she really wanted this and that she was rather enjoying it meanwhile.
"I'm sure he didn't, my Lady. He may just be running late. I am counting on it," she whispered the latter to herself. This wedding meant the world to Lenore and she would be heart broken if the Prince had gotten cold feet now. She trusted her Lord enough in all his grandeur that he would not merely run away. He was better than that.
Lenore set the end of the gown down, seeing as how they were at the double doors. She patted her skirts, standing there awkwardly.Lenore snook glances at Ren, and tried to make sure that Xaudellyn would not notice the exchange. Ren was still on his post after all and it wouldn't do if he were distracted.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 10:10 pm
Xavier sighed then shook his head then walked through the room and headed for the alter. All eyes were on him as he walked up to the Alter he stood in his place and look at the Curtain. He was Nervous because he knew who was behind it and how this event was going to change his life forever. He looked at Marcus with a smile but you could tell that the Prince was nervous.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 6:49 am
Marcus, in all his glory, stood there at the Altar in his true form, the demon he'd been born as; wearing his ceremonial armor. His six arms were folded in front of him, his wings folded behind him tightly against his back, his tail still, and his voice unheard. He knew this was no occasion for riddle and rhyme, he would use no poems this time.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 8:15 am
A Time For Us by Tchaikovsky began to play and Xaundellyn took a deep breath. Giving one last smile to the maid, she took her fathers arm, who had just walked up, and the curtains parted. Looking out at the people she felt a twisting in her stomach. But her face showed no sign of her fear. The smile played easily over her lips as they walked. And soon the song ended and they stood before the alter, her father waiting to give her away.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 11:09 am
"Who Gives this bride away ?" Marcus asked slowly and clearly. He stood firm and ever so slowly his spread his lower most pair of wings; holding them low. He was incorporating a ritual from the weddings he'd been minister for in his own kingdom. When He spread his lower most wings, It meant the ceremony had begun. When he would spread his middle wings, it would be time for the vows and the ring, when he spread his top wings it would mean that the ceremony is drawing to it's close, and when he folds them again it would mean that the Bride and Groom are now man and wife.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 5:54 pm
Xavier Looked around the room and he saw his friends and family on his side of the room. He looked straight at the curtain waiting. Then he heard music and the curtain moved there revealed The Princess. He froze for a second but he came back to his senses then became very calm.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 11:57 pm
Ren paused, bowing his head as his Lady Xaundellyn prepared to walk down the aisle with all her grandeur. He paused, his eyes lowering as the royals passed. The music started with a soft melody, but grew solemnly intense as it rang about the great hall. Ren turned his head, to Lenore who stood watching as the Princess disappeared behind the curtain. The two exchanged looks, ones of pleasantry that they could see each other again, and a little anticipation.
"Lenore."
Ren touched her arm lightly. He gazed into her eyes, his small face reflected in her silver gaze. He smiled faintly, brushing her cheek with the back of his hand very softly.
She blushed, a little sheepish, and lowered her eyes. Lenore lifted her gaze, towards the now closed curtains wistfully before back into Ren's eyes. "Go. You're still on duty. When you finish your post, you can meet me later," she mentioned. She lifted her hand to her cheek, enclosing their hands for a moment before she turned. Unlike the wedding guests, a servant couldn't be watching the ceremony. No, she had to prepare for the reception and went off to the dining halls to set up silverware.
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