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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Nov 4, 2007 1:06:36 GMT -5
"Godswood or Sept, Dominic? I assume you hold to the old gods like Rhodri," Wayman asks.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2007 1:09:06 GMT -5
"I understand, my lord."
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Post by morsbolton on Nov 4, 2007 1:12:52 GMT -5
"If this marriage would be in the southern lands, it seems fit that it should take place under southern gods,"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2007 1:14:04 GMT -5
"It would please me to pray to the Maiden in thanks, and to the Mother in hope," Alla added.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Nov 4, 2007 1:18:54 GMT -5
"Then I shall summon the Septon. This way," Lord Wayman says, and leads them to the Sept. "A quick ceremony then? It seems you are eager to ride to your kinsman."
The septon emerges.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2007 1:22:57 GMT -5
"A moment, please, sers."
Alla disappeared into a chamber with several maids for 20 minutes. When she emerged, she was wearing a beautiful gown made of silver samite. Her maiden's cloak hung from her shoulders - sable and silver, the colors of House Hunter. Her lush hair was bound up in a hairnet that twinkled with gemstones.
Although it was clear she had been in a rush, she made a pretty picture.
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Post by morsbolton on Nov 4, 2007 1:26:32 GMT -5
"Not to eager, my brother can live with out me for a little while longer I am sure."
Dominic could not help but grin at the site of his wife to be, sure it was rushed, such drawn out things never interested him. He stood beside his wife in a dark fur cloak with the flayed man of Bolton stitched to his chest.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Nov 4, 2007 1:29:51 GMT -5
Once Dominic and Alla are set at the front of the sept, the septon begins the service.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2007 1:32:28 GMT -5
Alla Hunter looked a bit annoyed that her husband-to-be hadn't commented on her dress, but she put on a smile as the service began.
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Post by morsbolton on Nov 4, 2007 1:44:23 GMT -5
Dominic eyed his wife thinking a few thoughts that would be more then a little belittling of a woman of high standard, she wont like Dreadfort she could bring a septon with her if she liked, I owe her that much, I hope.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2007 1:46:17 GMT -5
The septon went through the ceremony, invoking all the gods of the Seven, and then Dominic Bolton exchanged Alla Hunter's maiden's cloak for the pink cloak of House Bolton. And then the ceremony was complete.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Nov 4, 2007 2:41:20 GMT -5
The wedding guests, mostly the handful of castle courtiers, Lord Wayman's kin, and the traveling Boltons, prepare for the bedding.
One man, cloak drawn up over his head, watches silently.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2007 10:54:09 GMT -5
The couple are stripped and put into a bedchamber for the night.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Nov 4, 2007 11:40:26 GMT -5
The cloaked man leaves the hall before the bedding begins.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2007 11:47:45 GMT -5
As their lady is being bedded upstairs, Alla's maids pack up her belongings, including her sword - which she has been well trained in - her shield, and her longbow.
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