On the twentieth of March, the cathedral found itself in a bustle. Not a single hand idle as the sun began its descent in the sky, the rich blue exploding into every manner of pink, orange, and purple imaginable, blending together into something like that of a dream. Maeva Peirgarten lingered outside the doors of the edifice, her gaze fixated upon the sherbet hues overhead whilst she waited.
The weather was perfect for such an occasion, a light breeze that carried fresh, crisp air on its wings enough to ensure that there would be no uncomfortable fidgeting during the ceremony. The first day of Spring - a promise of new life and new beginnings of the season - her birthday, and her wedding day all wrapped in one blissful day.
With a nervous brush of her hand along the skirt of her gown, Maeva's posture straightened upon the doors of the cathedral opening. Music swelled within the cathedral, echoing and distant to her ears, to announce her arrival. With her arm wrapped around her father's, the blond and ginger pair took their first steps down the deep purple carpet.
The pews within the cathedral were filled with all manner of faces - plenty she recognised closer to the front, others that were foreign to her, sat closer to the back. The sea of strangers that greeted her, however, were easily recognisable by their colours alone. The Vigilant Chapter and the Viridian Knights were the first faces to set their eyes upon her. They were acknowledged with a broad, proud smile and a nod before the father-daughter duo continued their way up the aisle.
As they approached the front, Maeva was able to pick out far more familiar faces amidst the crowd. Emeline Delmotte received a watery smile alongside the mouthing of the words 'thank you' as she passed - she had thrown Maeva's wedding dress together to perfection, after all.
Erwald Ravenstad was the next familiar face she found. His presence nearly made the bride to be laugh - she could only imagine the internal fight he had trying to decide which side to sit on and, ultimately, did not blame him for his position at all.
The Howlester family took up the front right side of the pews, a sea of purple, black, and gold making them immediately recognisable. Among the pack of wolves, Maeva was thankful to see Genevieve Howlester and Alderik Kade. At the very front of the pack sat Rodderick and Katriane Howlester.
To the left of the Howlester family mimicked her own, the Peirgartens from all over having come in to fill the pews. Her brother, Julius, sat between Noelle, Orianne, Marie, and Hansen, surrounded by cousins and aunts and uncles alike. At the very head of the family, Amelina Peirgarten.
Upon reaching the altar where Aldwyn Howlester stood, Maeva turned to her father with a bright, watery smile. Without a word, she squeezed his hands three times before he handed her off to her husband to be. The young couple seemed to match in excitement, though Aldwyn was far more confident as per the norm of their relationship at that point. With a whispered I love you, I love you, too, the nobles turned their attention to the reverend.
In front of the Spirit, their friends, family, and peerage, Aldwyn Howlester and Maeva Peirgarten exchanged vows that spoke promises of loyalty and duty, to each other and to family.
OOC Info:
Maeva Peirgarten is now Maeva Howlester, having married Aldwyn Howlester.
This was a closed, private noble event that most general public was not allowed to attend. Any and all nobles would have received an invitation and, as such, will have been able to attend should they have chosen to. Non-nobles that would have been invited or allowed to attend include any commoners in Maeva's employ and any house guards to those whose families attended.
Please keep all responses to the post IC!
The weather was perfect for such an occasion, a light breeze that carried fresh, crisp air on its wings enough to ensure that there would be no uncomfortable fidgeting during the ceremony. The first day of Spring - a promise of new life and new beginnings of the season - her birthday, and her wedding day all wrapped in one blissful day.
With a nervous brush of her hand along the skirt of her gown, Maeva's posture straightened upon the doors of the cathedral opening. Music swelled within the cathedral, echoing and distant to her ears, to announce her arrival. With her arm wrapped around her father's, the blond and ginger pair took their first steps down the deep purple carpet.
The pews within the cathedral were filled with all manner of faces - plenty she recognised closer to the front, others that were foreign to her, sat closer to the back. The sea of strangers that greeted her, however, were easily recognisable by their colours alone. The Vigilant Chapter and the Viridian Knights were the first faces to set their eyes upon her. They were acknowledged with a broad, proud smile and a nod before the father-daughter duo continued their way up the aisle.
As they approached the front, Maeva was able to pick out far more familiar faces amidst the crowd. Emeline Delmotte received a watery smile alongside the mouthing of the words 'thank you' as she passed - she had thrown Maeva's wedding dress together to perfection, after all.
Erwald Ravenstad was the next familiar face she found. His presence nearly made the bride to be laugh - she could only imagine the internal fight he had trying to decide which side to sit on and, ultimately, did not blame him for his position at all.
The Howlester family took up the front right side of the pews, a sea of purple, black, and gold making them immediately recognisable. Among the pack of wolves, Maeva was thankful to see Genevieve Howlester and Alderik Kade. At the very front of the pack sat Rodderick and Katriane Howlester.
To the left of the Howlester family mimicked her own, the Peirgartens from all over having come in to fill the pews. Her brother, Julius, sat between Noelle, Orianne, Marie, and Hansen, surrounded by cousins and aunts and uncles alike. At the very head of the family, Amelina Peirgarten.
Upon reaching the altar where Aldwyn Howlester stood, Maeva turned to her father with a bright, watery smile. Without a word, she squeezed his hands three times before he handed her off to her husband to be. The young couple seemed to match in excitement, though Aldwyn was far more confident as per the norm of their relationship at that point. With a whispered I love you, I love you, too, the nobles turned their attention to the reverend.
In front of the Spirit, their friends, family, and peerage, Aldwyn Howlester and Maeva Peirgarten exchanged vows that spoke promises of loyalty and duty, to each other and to family.
"I present to you Lord and Lady Howlester."
Maeva Peirgarten is now Maeva Howlester, having married Aldwyn Howlester.
This was a closed, private noble event that most general public was not allowed to attend. Any and all nobles would have received an invitation and, as such, will have been able to attend should they have chosen to. Non-nobles that would have been invited or allowed to attend include any commoners in Maeva's employ and any house guards to those whose families attended.
Please keep all responses to the post IC!
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