══════✿══════╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══════✿══════ ══════✿══════╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══════✿══════ Spoiler: Music ════════════✿══════╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══════✿════════════ The grand hall of Vszaladesz’s Castle in Királytaran was adorned with magnificent tapestries and plenty of fragrant flowers, their vibrant hues reflecting the joy that filled the air. The breeze was perfect, as summer was ending and fall anew. Candles flickered in golden flames, casting a warm, inviting glow upon the gathered guests, their faces dawned with anticipation. The harmonious strains of a string ensemble floated through the chamber, weaving a tapestry of a mix of Gallovian and Szabadokian melodies. After the guest’s have moved to their seats, Count Sebastian would be accompanied down the aisle by none other than his Aunt, Countess Beatrix Vszaladesz (@Wexford ). She offered the man a warm and motherlike smile, before a few tears rolled down her face. At the heart of the hall, beneath a canopy of ivory silk and roses, stood the various groomsmen and bridesmaids. To the groom’s side there sat Sebastian’s best man, Lord Aldane Gwentyr (@Daniel2stay ), Sebastians’s brother Keve, and Alyssa’s Cousin- Lord-Protector Edmund Norinn. On the opposite end, to the bride’s side sat, Charlotte(@Aesukimx ) and Lady Constance Norinn (@AColorfulPigeon ). Aldane patted Sebastian on his shoulder speaking softly. “Are you nervous, my good man?” He chuckled as his gaze was fixed on the entrance, where Lady Alyssa Norinn would soon make her entrance. “No- Just deeply excited, is all.” He said in return with a bright smile. As the notes of a solemn processional filled the air, the assembled guests turned their attention toward the entrance, their breath collectively catching in their throats. Out of the entrance moved Lady Alyssa, with her Cousin, Count Lamont Norinn (@Nathan ). Their arms were both intertwined as if the count was guiding her to her soon to be husband. Lady Alyssa, moved with grace and poise, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of nerves and joy. Her dress was a vision of fiery opulence, adorned with cascading layers of rich crimson and tangerine silk. As she moved, her veil trailed behind her, a delicate cascade of silk and lace that framed her dress perfectly. The aisle seemed to stretch on forever, yet, in an instant, Lady Alyssa stood before her groom. Their eyes locked, a silent promise passing between them. The Count extended his hand, and Lady Alyssa placed her own in his, their fingers intertwining with a familiarity that spoke of shared moments and whispered confidences. At that moment a few tears passed from Sebastian, as he smiled very so brightly at his bride. The officiant, a venerable figure with a voice that resonated with authority and compassion, began the sacred rites, their words a solemn backdrop to the palpable connection between Sebastian and Alyssa. The exchange of vows seemed to envelop the hall in an intimate cocoon, the words a testament to the depth of their commitment. Rings were exchanged, gleaming symbols of their union, and then, with a final blessing, they were pronounced husband and wife. "You may now seal your vows with a kiss," the officiant declared, a twinkle in their eye. Sebastian and Alyssa's lips met, sealing their promise before their family and friends. The hall erupted in jubilant applause, the joy of the moment cascading like a waterfall over the newlyweds. Hand in hand, they turned to face their guests, their smiles radiant, their hearts entwined. As they walked down the aisle together, they watched as the entire Consulian order had gathered in the aisle to form their blades into an arch for the two to walk under. As they moved under, friends and family clapped and shouted for the pair. Their display was a very fitting farewell to the married Vszaladesz’s, in their journey back home to Regalia. ════════════✿══════╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══════✿════════════
