The de LaCosta Wedding

[Captain Marcos de La Costa]

In the late afternoon light the gardens took on a dusky, surreal quality. Lanterns and lamps had been arranged for the guests to have a well-lit view of the ceremony. Plenty of seats had been arranged on either side of a white lane for the bride to walk, an alter at the end of it where the abbot would conduct the ceremony and the groom would stand waiting. There was no side for the bride or the groom as family was in lands far away and their friends were mostly mutual. It was a joyful occasion in the midst of war-time, and a much needed reprieve from the violence that had seemed to spring up at every turn. In the gardens spring's herald had summoned colors in green buds and a few early blossoms. Blossoms of white and ribbons decorated the setting, but sparsely as the greater beauty was beheld in the natural state of the gardens. It was nearly time for the proceedings to begin, and Kaori was well hidden for the moment, eager to see her friends and emerge the night as Lady de La Costa.

Maahes : Very few weddings had he ever attended, only one other in Skye; so forgive his own nerves anytime a formal event was presented. Maahes had many things tailored for his body, but somewhere along the lines of war all were destroyed. However, the armor he wore now; he wore with pride. For every General their was his field gear..war gear, and dress. His parade was of Roman design, like the great warlords he had grown up living under their names. Pressed, decorated leather, lined in gold would match the beads now fitted around the heavy tendrils of his hair--Ealora's first gift to him. The black cape attached, hung around one shoulder draping over his back like any pictured God; the fashion in the once mighty roman empire. With the dawn of war, Maahes had been reluctant to station men, but after the other night's event...at every post would be a guard. This was the gift to the couple, from an army that so far had yet to be broken-- promise that no English would break their ceremony, or he would be wearing their heads for a helmet.

CaptainJackFlynn : T'was both fanciful and fitting that the good Capt. de la Costa had chosen now, of all times, to formalize his wedding to the Scholar Koari. It was fanciful, due to the current circumstances that the Isle of Skye - and the slowly blooming Celtic Nations - found itself in. While the Isle was at peace, it seemed as though human nature was spurned to show it's defiant nature. Even in the midst of war, life and love could and would endure. It was fitting that this would be the occasion that the Lord-Admiral would appear for the first time since the Battle of Ramaasy Sound: to pay homage to another sailor and veteran of the battle. The Irishman came dressed in the dress blues of the Griffin Fleet, the edges seeming sharp enough to slice cloth. And yet, there was a concession for his injury: around his neck, the Lord-Admiral wore a sling of brilliant green cloth, it's field decorated with a repeating pattern of shamrocks, to give support to his injured left arm. As for the Irishman's right? It was currently otherwise engage, for the Irishman was now speaking quietly to Maggie as they made their way through the gardens and toward the wedding gathering. Their pace was leisurely, given the time, but it could not be helped. For as the Celtic Nations bloomed, so too did Maggie bloom with her motherhood. She was now six months heavy with child.

Liliana : Amidst war came a brief respite from such ugliness and chaos in the form of a wedding. Liliana had only attended two, one of which she was the bride in and had only three people. This would be different. For this occasion was that of two people who were dear to her now. After Kaori helped her to get Roric and Kylie, to save the children, she'd taken more of a place in her heart. And even before they'd been two women bonding over men off to battle. Standing there with Kendrew, she gazed at their surroundings. Roric was at her side and Kylie off with Kay, taking part in the wedding.

Jelenah : The Lord Marshal of Turas Lan and his wife Lady Jelenah would enter next. Balian in his dress amour and Jelenah in a burgundy and gold dress of silk and satins. Jelenah had promised to not miss the world for this as her long time friend Kaori was getting her day of happiness. With arms linked, the couple would nod and smile to all those gathering before taking their seat. The two would continue holding hands, fingers laced together as they were still newly weds themselves, though a full year was quickly approaching.

Marcos : Marcos was standing before the gathering crowd, dressed in his best as he had a suit especially made for this occasion. Normally he would wear the usual Captain's coat of blue, but tonight, on his wedding night... he wore the proud colors of the Griffin...black and gold. It was a very prestige look. Black coat and vest decorated in elaborate gold designs and buttons. His face clean shaven, his hair left free and his dark brown eyes occasionally shifting to where his beloved Kaori was within a wedding tent awaiting her entry. He would nod and smile as each new arrival made their way in and took their seat. The outside of the man reflected the inside.. he was calm and not nearly as nervous as he thought he would be. His hands remained folded behind his back as he stood there in silence for the time being.

Rosalind Avalle : It was impolite to arrive at a wedding in mourning, yet her husband was barely a week in the ground. She compromised, wearing a deep blue brocade and a slightly lighter blue wimple, a sash of robin's egg blue silk wrapped around a tidy waist. She wore her first piece of jewelry for the first time in years -- a silver crucifix that was not too large, though it was far from delicate, as it weighed down past the brocade bodice and hung just inches above the blue wrap. She watched the others arrive as she entered the gardens, though her attention meandered to the musicians, playing a peaceful selection that reminded her, with its trills on the harp and light strokes on the fiddle, of springtime. Smiling suddenly to herself, and for no explicable reason, she turned from the musicians and went to take her seat.

Abbot : The Abbot of Neath was an interesting man few had had the chance to meet. But all who had met the Welshman agreed he was not the average holyman. He was a former warrior, though that war had happened so long ago, few still talked about it. He was the son of Cymru's greatest hero, but little of that showed in the older man's expression, particularly as he stood silently waiting for the ceremony to begin. He had a few words of encouragement to the captain, but what they were, no one but he would know.

Shaden Aramoire : Shaden would arriave with Nicholas by her side.. arm in arm they would mingle among the guest, both Nodding and waving to Ealora and Maahes across the way... as they headed to their seats.. Maggie and Jack would also be greeted.. a look of sweet fondness for both as well as for the rather profound swell of the Belly of the Admirals Lady.. she would mentally note that a baby gift need be purchased before she left the Isle for Edinburgh.. just in case she was not back before.. the blessed event. Shaden was dressed in a soft spring green confection of silk and satin..nothing overly dramatic as was her usual, but more understated after all one did not show up the bride.. at her neck though was a solitary locket upon a fine gold chain, her hands kept finding it, a thumb caressing it.. in between adoring looks up at Nicholas.. a misty shimmering in the depths of icy green... as if a memory of another wedding was playing in her mind... a whisper toward her beloved secret husband.. as they took their seats.. side by side... delicate hands intertwining with his, a meaningful squeeze.

Maggie : To the outside world it may appear the Courtesan and her Guard were playing fast and loose with the trade..but to them.. they were both reliving their own wedding to one another. The dress of dark blue almost matched Jacks uniform, save for the fact his uniform could not be let out for advancing pregnancy.. both because of his injury and her well.. waddling.. the couple moved slowly thru the gardens.. a few blooms of cherry or peach cascading like confetti in the air, sprinkling upon Maggie's dark hair only added to the festive mood.. her smile was bright as was her mood , Her Admiral was home, and while injured was alive and thriving, while mending there was a time of peace... and the small family of Seanna , Jack and Maggie was growing.. each day.. as the birth of their child approached.. Once seated she Fussed over Jack for a moment.. making sure he was comfortable.. then turned her eyes to the spectacle of the wedding, She had never been to a formal wedding before... and was excited, almost giddy to see what a courtly wedding was all about.

Ealora : Ealora was rather proud of the way her husband had freshened up. He looked like a roman god in his finery and with the beads in his hair, well she mentally stored the image away to paint later as her arm laced with his own. Fingers gave a gentle yet sensual squeeze to his arm. Did she care when publicly showing her husband her love for him what others thought? Of course not, if she did, well she wouldn't be who she was. Dressed within a sky blue Egyptian cut dress, the edges were embroidered in gold making her look all the more a Roman Goddess at his side. "You look wonderful Maahes, stop fidgeting.." She purred in a whisper against his ear before toes pressed down to heighten her to him and her lips pressed in a gentle kiss against his jawline. She had never been to a formal wedding before and the garden looked like something from a midsummer nights dream, beautifully done. Her fingers tightened upon his arm as she lead him towards a pair of chairs, a smile offered to her sister and Nic before she was sliding into a seat beside Maahes.

Nicholas : The old Knight had never looked better. Dressed to impress, his tunic was a deep navy color. No stitching on this one, brand new. His hair had been combed and tied back as his beard had been trimmed just so. Shaden made him do it. Ahem. His arm crocked to hold her own as he lead her to a row of seats, his hand taking her own to usher her into her seat before he was moving into his own. As she leaned to whisper within his ear, he grinned and lifted their joined hands to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss against her knuckles. They had been secretly married, carrying that secret even now but should she wish it. He would give her a grand wedding such as this when the time came to announce it. Slowly he lowered their hands down to between their laps as silvery blue eyes turned towards the alter to await the blessed event.

Nathan : Nathan had arrived to the ceremony without much fanfare, largely alone--as much because he was usually to nose deep in work as well as entirely too shy to ask anyone else to accompany him, but eager to arrive none the less. The youth, clad in his very best, a fine, tailed overcoat of deep blue, lined with subtle gold fabric, the Scholarly lad passed polite nods to the people he recognized whislt taking a comfortable seat where he could--why, even Maahes got one! (granted, it was a very quick, don't look him in the eye and quickly look elsewhere kind of nod, but it was a greeting none-the-less). In some ways this wasn't Nate's first by a longshot--recording these kind of things for posterity and the like, but he had to admit this was the first one he actually was looking forward to, as it were, and the buzz in the room was getting even to him a little. The youth navigated to his seat, wherever he found one that didn't look like he was imposing, at least, and eased himself into a chair.

Adam : Adam, dressed in his formal black and gold robes, the Brooch upon his left breast... his wife to his right... her hand over his arm...Bess was dressed in her formal green and white... her golden hair unfurl and swept about her face just as her husband adored...Aimlee was dressed in a beautiful blue gown and Davina wore the tradition colors of the Gryphon... and Aodhan was dressed in a blue tunic with dark blue trousers... his wooden sword cleaned and latched to his side. He was the protector, he proclaimed. As they entered the Gardens, they were announced as the new High Lord and Lady of the Gaelic Nations... just as King Robert had decreed just days before...The family, whole, from the Highlands, now regal as they could possibly be, marched proudly in procession to begin the marriage ceremony. Indicated to their seats, Adam allowed his beloved Bess to sit first... glancing slightly behind him was Aodhan and Aimlee with Davina... he smiled and seeing them properly seated, he sat beside his wife. Looking to the Abbot, Adam nodded his head, that he and his family was ready.

Kaori : Kaori felt as if she was walking through a dream. Nothing felt the way it should The entire day she had been walking through a sort of fog, going through the motions as she prepared for the wedding. Now that it was time, the setting was just surreal. The garden was lit by lanterns and lamps that had been perfectly placed for the guests to have a perfect view of the proceedings. A white walkway had been carefully placed for the aisle Kaori would walk. There was no bridal party except for young Kylie who walked out before Kaori to sprinkle flower petals from a basket onto the path. Once the little girl was almost at the end, the string quartet would strike a note to cue the bride. Kaori appeared on the path, walking carefully, hardly able to breathe. "Just don't trip. Just don't trip." Her internal voice kept repeating. That would be a very fitting way to start off her marriage to Captain de LaCosta! Despite her nerves, on the outside she looked very regal. She wore a white, gown of lightweight silk, lined with satin to provide more weight. The sleeves were double, a fitted under sleeve and a long, flowing over sleeve. Elegant trim lined the neckline, upper arm band and the bottom of the sleeve with matching on the belt. The train of the gown flowed out behind her as she carefully stepped, letting the music pace her. Her eyes fixed on the man who stood at the alter, her eyes wide. ... He actually showed! She tried not to look too surprised as she reached him, but there was an audible click as she swallowed. Was this actually happening?!

Marcos : Marcos continued to let his eyes shift here and there, giving the last arrivals a nod of acknowledgement before he looked to the Lord and Lady of the Isles with their family. It was an honor to have so many people show. This was turning out to be even more special than he had imagined. As the Duke gave his nod, Marcos looked to the Abbot and then the orchestra before turning his attention to the aisle. Never in all his life had he ever seen such a beautiful thing. She was absolutely stunning. He suddenly felt his chest ache and his heart stop while trying to catch his breath. The Captain had to remind himself to breath and as she was now standing before him, he could do nothing more stare in awe and smile. He looked to the Abbot then after giving Kaori a wink, as the man was ready.. he had been ready a long time.

Abbot : He waited for the bride, genuinely happy to see her arrive, for she had many friends and loved ones in attendance. It was clear to the Abbot of Neath that this was so, and what could he do but wish them happiness? The past did not matter. The present was transient. The future was a long journey best made with loved ones, and these, the people of Skye had in abundance. Once both were before him, the Abbot invited all of the attendees to remain standing for the singing of hymns. Finally, he indicated for those gathered to be seated, with slight smiles and nods of acknowledgment to friends and allies within the gathering, a particular nod of his head to the High Lord and Lady of the Gaelic Nations. He looked across the congregation. Some would say it was foolishness for a Cistercian to oversee prayers, but Meurig was efficient in a way most clergy could only dream to be. He was not, however, utilitarian -- this couple deserved a few words of kindness and respect, and those he gave in subtly-accented English. "We are gathered today to bless the union between this man," he nodded to the Spanish captain, "and this lady." A nod to the scholar, followed by an amused smile. "For a love such as this reminds us of His grace, count yourselves blessed, to be a witness to His work. Let us consider the words of Paul." As he spoke the words of the apostle in Latin, his eyes traveled between the Lady Scholar and her captain, and then out to the gathering. He kept the reading short, knowing well that Latin had not been part of the common parlance for nearly five centuries. This was mere ritual, a comfort and joy to people who knew the Lord's Word, but not in this tongue. Mass was still spoken in Latin, as were other aspects of the services. The Church was rigid on tradition, and Meurig found solace in it. He recited the words in Latin, and when he was finished, the choir of Cistercian monks sang a beautiful piece using one of the psalms as inspiration. The monks were known primarily for their choral performances, so it was a real treat to listen to their voices soaring all around, even if the open air reduced some of the haunting quality of their notes. Swelling from where the musicians were seated were the long, tonally rich sounds of strings, and even Meurig was impressed by the combination. When all had quieted, Meurig stepped forth again to recite the gospel and deliver the homil. Finally, they arrived at the point at which all guests were familiar, and Meurig's voice finally returned to the common tongue. The Catholic wedding service was a series of vows and affirmations, of rituals for the self, the Church, and the community. When Meurig asked if anyone protested this union, he indeed gave the necessary pause. He was familiar enough with the couple to glare at the congregation.

Kaori : She forced herself to stay her hands, though she wanted to check the ringlets they had curled her hair into and adjust the silver circlet around her forehead and keeping her long hair in place. Marcos looked so handsome, she wondered if she did him justice as she joined him, but he seemed quite happy with the arrangement, and that at least gave her a measure of confidence. She wasn't afraid she was going to fall over in a dead faint, however. Though she would never admit it, she barely heard a word spoken by the abbot, nor the hymns sung. Her past with Marcos simply played out in her head throughout the entire process. Everything from the day they first met, the conversations they shared as friends, their first kiss, the day he first met the children, their trip to Spain... The proposal. It had all led up to this moment. She was suddenly zapped back to the here and now, however, when the abbot asked if anyone protested the marriage... They asked that question? Would anyone? Certainly not! Would they? There wasn't any reason! She forced herself to take a deep calming breath, but held it until the abbot would feel it was safe to continue.

Marcos : The Spanish Captain stood tall and proud as the Abbot saw to the ceremony. His dark gaze shifting to Kaori and back on several occasions. The man was finding himself in an odd and funny place as he stood before her and so many others now. His attention divided for what seemed like forever. Half of him was here, hearing the Abbot with his presentation and speeches, Kaori in her beautiful gown and then remembering back to how this all started 9 months ago. (IRL mind you.) It only seem to make the man smile that much more. A smile that reached his dark eyes, having the lines deepen there. It would be when the Abbot questioned the congregation if any objected that brought him back to the current time and place. Truthfully, Marcos almost dared someone to..though knew that none would for none had reason. He looked back to the Abbot, awaiting for the him to continue forward with things.

Abbot : For a man who did not speak much, his voice had seen a great deal of practice today. He was not so uncouth as to clear his throat, but his next words, though a relief to the couple before him, came out in a graveled baritone. "Do you, Marcos de La Costa, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?"

Marcos : The Spaniard would let his eyes rest on those of his beloved. Smiling faitly but warmly. It was in this moment he knew that what he was doing, right here, right now, that would make him be the man he was meant to be. That all his heartache and the trouble he had endured, that it made this moment so very worth it all. "Si... I do." He replied in his heavily accented voice.

Abbot : "Then the ring, please, if you will. Repeat after me," he added quietly for the couple alone to hear. "I, Marcos de La Costa, take thee, Kaori Hotaro, for my wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."

Marcos : Marcos would take the two toned ring, hold it between his fingers and place it on the ring finger of her left hand. " I Marcos de LaCosta take thee, Kaori Hotaro, for my wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for pooer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part." He then slide the ring the rest of the way, only to continue holding her hand.

Abbot : "Do you, Kaori Hotaro, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?"

Kaori : They continued and everything seemed so odd. She was now focused on the ceremony and Marcos' words... The feel of cold metal as her finger was circled by a wedding ring. With Meurig's words she had to clear her throat before speaking as her first attempt resulted in no sound. "I do," she finally managed to say, though she was starting to feel as if she couldn't breathe again.

Abbot: "Please place the ring upon his finger, and repeat after me. I, Kaori Hotaro...." He sighed a little bit after concluding the ritual words. Weddings were terribly romantic, no? "With this ring, I thee wed, and pledge thee my troth," he concluded.

Kaori: Finding Marcos' two-tone silver and gold ring, she slid it onto his finger, wetting her lips before speaking. " I, Kaori Hotaro, With this ring, I thee wed, and pledge thee my troth."

Abbot : "May the Lord in His goodness strengthen your consent and fill you both with His blessings. What God has joined together, let no man put asunder. You may now kiss your bride, Captain."

Marcos : Marcos held both of Kaori's hands in his. Smiling still, as it never seem to leave his face as he looked between the Abbot and his now wife. When the man deemed them husband and wife, he pulled her close and kissed her with such a passionate kiss that it may very well make Kaori blush quite a bit.

Kaori : Bride? As in married? Were they married? Was that it? They both wore rings. They both repeated words she'd not be able to remember five minutes from now. And suddenly Marcos was kissing her. She felt both brows jump upward and the thought in her mind was, "I think they can see us, Marcos!" but really, she was so relieved that this was over with she decided a passionate kiss was not so hefty a price to pay at its conclusion. Indeed, her cheeks were very hot when the kiss finally ended, but a burst of joyful laughter left her lips. It was done. She was Kaori de La Costa.

Abbot : He felt it was important in these troubled times to keep the ritual of peace, and also, to give his blushing bride a chance to recover her breath after such a kiss. So with a "rising" gesture with his hands, one clue among many that he led a mostly silent life if he could convey such a meaning without words, he bade those gathered to turn to their neighbors and exchange the traditional "Peace be with you." Meurig, despite his vestments, folded his arms across his broad chest and smiled to see all so comfortable as to rise and shake hands, and then calm after a few minutes for his final prayer. Since they were not in the cathedral, and Skye's populace was so diverse, no Communion would be given this early evening, though those wishing it knew where to go. In Latin, they each recited the Lord's Prayer, before Meurig laughed. "I now pronounce you man and wife! Go forth with blessings!"

Marcos : Marcos knew it would and had to laugh lightly at her reaction. After the Abbot saw to the conclusion of such a wonderful event, he held the hand of Kaori and turned them both to face the crowd before leading her back down the aisle and to a tent for a few moments of private time. Both needed to catch their breath and while they did that, the people that had come to share this joyous occasion were informed by servants of the castle to head off to the reception area.

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Adam: Adam was not much on the Church... due to his Father... and Beathag was a devout Pagan... their own handfasting and marriage in the tween of both worlds... Not even once had Adam even visited the Church inside since landing here... several times upon the steps but never inside. A secret vow to himself. The loving couple could only join hands and watch the ceremony unfold... and with promises of love undying, they would squeeze each others hand in a reassurance of their own love... one which crossed between spiritual and real worlds several times... Sea-green eyes would catch emerald eyes as they smiled at one another and returned their attention to the ceremony at hand. Clapping as the new bride and groom turned around:::::::

Maahes: Yes..no..yes..no..did they stand and cheer? Yes. The Beast would rise with his wife and clap quietly very pleased that the event was over and his friends were now married. Looking down to his own wife was she proud he didn't fall aleep? (d

Ealora: As if she had no hand in him not falling asleep! It was not that the ceremony was boring or anything of the like. They were just rare. Still it was a union well witnessed, blessed to have been invited to see it. As Maahes rose, so did she to clap her hands before she was hugging upon her husband’s waist. Yes, she was proud he had not fallen asleep! It also helped it brought back the memory of their own union, even if it had been private an on a tropical island with only two witnesses.*

Rosalind: Rosalind couldn't help but smile when the abbot laughed. It was so wonderfully gratifying to see a man of the cloth who did not take himself too seriously. With all the standing up and sitting down, Rosalind was nowhere near sleepy, but her leg ached! She finished clasping the hand of her neighbor and clapped as the couple dashed off for their tent. *

Jelenah: Both Jelenah and Balian stood after the ceremony while Marcos lead Kaori down the aisle. The Windsors were sure to join in on clapping and such in wishing the newly wed couple many best wishes. It was a beautiful event and she was so happy for Kaori. Jelenah would continue holding the hand of her beloved husband as they moved toward the reception area. When reaching it, her eyes went wide. So much food! And all types no doubt. Boy, Balian was going to be a happy man tonight! <d

Peregrine: "So what goes through the mind of a woman now married twice, once out of love the other of duty?" He spoke gently coming up behind Rosalind, both hands clasped behind his back. The afternoon would serve him well, having actually put himself together..brushed the mop of curls atop his head. All strands of sunwashed blonde were combed back, as the figure clad in black had watched from the small gathering by the lane. "Do you wish them well? Or watch with a heart full of envy?" Perhaps a little harsh, the subject but ever since their meeting he had always tried to dig into her mind—to perhaps work what was locked away, out. (d

Adam: After the new couple passed, Bess looked to Aimlee.. "Tae the bed for all yae..." chuckling as the lad retaliated... but to no avail, they were taken back to the castle chambers for the evening. As for Adam and his beloved Bess... they allowed others to pass before them... now they were but ordinary people waiting their turn to
head to the reception... A strong calloused hand at his wife's lower back, guiding
her thru the crowd towards the reception<d>

Rosalind: "Peregrine." She wished, for a moment, she was the sort of woman who could avoid awkward conversations by fainting on cue, but that was not Rosalind's style. Instead, she temporarily searched her heart and surfaced with genuine amusement. She turned to face him, eyes widening slightly in surprise to take in his changed appearance. They narrowed shortly after at his words. That changed her next words, and not in a subtle way. "I married both times out of duty. No fourteen year old marries for love." She smiled though. "I am happy for them. The Lady Scholar and her husband are wonderful people and deserve only happiness. They found it in one another. I find mine in no one but myself, so no, I am not envious." She wasn't going to quiz him on where his happiness derived from, though it was slightly implied in her searching glance. "I need wine." She finished, and left for the
reception area. *

Kaori: It took a little bit of time, but at last the couple would emerge for their privacy to partake in the food and... ah, yes. She would only accept half a glass, but when she received her wine, it was gone in only two large swallows. What a night! It had been such a long time coming and even that wasn't enough to dispel the stage fright, both hands having gone completely numb by this point. She made sure to stay close to Marcos side, however, a slightly drunk smile on her lips. She was a wife again! Fancy that. (d)

Maahes: "This is always my favorite part." He grinned lightly, musing to the private conversation between man and wife. "Celebrations, of life..our son should have this. We have not been given the chance." The brute spoke then curling his arm for her to take. "We should invite the entire lot to celebrate, once I am free to return home, for good." (d

Peregrine: He would laugh then, one that reached his eyes as it always seems she needed to good stiff drink everytime their paths crossed. "Then you go have that wine, dine with your nobles and their warmed hearts." He smiled squaring his feet with his shoulders, like any good sailor would. However, the sea dog had long now been forgotten, and little did the natives of the Isle know; the underground was on the rise. “Tell them I give my affections.” A hand fell over his heart in his jest. (d

Ealora: "What the celebration?" She grinned up at her husband and let out a hum of a laugh as her arm curled with his, leading him to where the reception was to be held. "What you mean a wedding?" She let out another laugh. "Our sons are years away from that my love...but celebrating life...perhaps we will arrange something, once you are home for good..not to mention the temple is restored and the homes built for the people. I meet with the carpenters tomorrow on that." Toes pressed her up again to kiss at his cheek, a saltry whisper was pressed to his ear before her brows would wiggle and she would release him to find herself something to drink. Still nursing, she would not consume alcohol but she was indeed in need of refreshment.*

Marcos: As the happy couple emerged, their arms were looped about one another. He had shed his Captains coat and now wore the simple white fancy tunic and gentleman’s long vest that was black and gold just as his Coat. At seeing Kaori with her wine, he chuckled. "Mi amor... are you alright?" he asked. "I can take us away now if you like." He teased playfully with a wiggle of his brows. "A good excuse to eh.. well.." Marcos quipped playfully. <d

Kaori: And in due order her elbow jabbed into his ribs none too softly. It was her way of saying, "Time and place." The first guests Kay spied happened to be the General and his wife, and Kaori rushed toward them beaming a smile. Upon reaching them she dipped a curtsey to them both. "General. Captain," she said, nodding to each in turn. "We are so pleased you came to join us tonight. Thank you so much for coming." (d)

Maahes: Lord he hated these things, letting his wife go to join the party--social butterfly she was. Where was Shaden? When Kay came close, Maahes would smile and bend lightly, "Many happy years." His rich accent left his lips in a boom in praise for them, "And many healthy children, to join this fleet hmm?" His sky little quip started as he touched Marcos's shoulder. (d

Rosalind: He always managed to leave her doubtful. Him. Herself. The world. And he likely had every idea how infuriating that was. She accepted her glass of wine with a little more gusto than was warranted, and calmed herself with its contents. *

Adam: Handing Bess a glass, he and his beloved wife milled about the tables, shaking hands with people... waiting for the appropriate time to congratulate Marcos and Kaori..<d>

Marcos: Marcos would follow her of course and was ready to thank the General for his gift of security to what was definitely an important evening for he and Kaori as well as the rest of the Griffin Court. "Si, muchos gracias..." he said as he was still recovering from such a harsh elbow! Marcos nodded. "Si... as many as possible!" he jested back with a huge smile. "Mi son and su son.. fighting for Skye just as we have..that will be a sight.. hm?" he asked grinning. <d


Ealora: Oh well, Kaori voice stopped her and she turned, hands clasped before her as she grinned at the bride. "You look very beautiful Kaori, we are very pleased and blessed to have been invited. Many happy years my dear..." Her head dipped in respect for the woman as the grin slid over her lips, a hand came out to whap Maahes lightly against the chest. Men! Especially her man!*

Kaori: "Thank you so much," she said softly again to Ealora, though she had to laugh lightly at Maahes' words. She was pretty sure they were accurate, though she hoped they'd not join the fleet for some time. She would touch Marcos' arm as if to let him know to go on as she would stray away so that Ealora could get her drinks and so that she could approach Adam and Bess, positively beaming to them both. Once arriving she would dip, a low, formal curtsey and quietly say, "You honor us with your presence," to them both. She was so glad they had come to share such a special event to her. (d)

Maahes: "One I will gladly see, when I am old and gray." He grinned then having already thought of the day where his grandchildren would run the land with open hearts. Raising his hand to capture Ealora's he curled his fingers over the hand that hit--Abuse! "We work on our next one, and if she keeps.." He stilled his lips..wondering if perhaps that was something that should be a bit more private. "We are very happy to be here, would not have missed." (d

Marcos: "Eh Senor General.. I want to also thank you for su gift... the men here.. seeing to the safety of mi-self and others here." <d

Adam: Adam would smile, while his wife embraced Kaori... "Ah bae sae 'appy faer yae lass... ya deserve a goot man as Marcos..." Adam would smile and lean to kiss her cheek, his hands holding hers... "Ah cannae think of time since Ah know'd yae, that yae smile sae much..." he winks..."Tis goot tae see it..." <d>

Maahes: "It is not from myself, only the men at arms. A attack is only a surprise once, this time I would not have them ruin your day." (d

Ealora: Abuse was right, she was going to give him a wallop! First talking about others having babies and now giving way to they were trying to conceive again. Celadon eyes rolled skyward as if in silent prayer before she let out a laugh, her fingers curling with his own as they captured hers. "We of course have other gifts to send to you and your bride, Captain..unfortunately, forget me, I left them at Red Wall. I shall send them on in a day or two?"*

Marcos: Marcos though was still nodding and chuckling with the jesting he and Maahes were doing but he had to agree. He was looking forward to a day where he was old and grey and saw his children and grand children grow. With the General's TMI, he looked between him and his wife, expecting Ealora to do him like Kaori did Marcos. Beat him to death! He laughed of course and turned his attention to Ealora after the General's words. "Oh.. gracias Senora..but su presence was enough.. really." He assured her with a smile. He then looked to Kay and Adam spoke. The Spaniard offered his hand to the man, he was most honored to have him and his family in attendence. "Senor... I thank you, so muy mucho for being here. You as well Senora." He added after shaking Adam's hand and then leaning in to place a chaste kiss to Bess's cheek. He stepped back to return to his wife's side, letting an arm wrap around her waist. <d

Kaori: The hug was gratefully returned, tearfully at that. Bess had attended Kay's first wedding, though the circumstances had been so very different. Whoever could have imagined all of this back then? Certainly not she, and Kaori had one Hell of an imagination! She then grasped Adam's hands in return, though hers were dwarfed by his. His words made her smile that much more as she said, "I endeavor to be worthy of him. I am so happy this evening I can scarcely stand it." She then said, "Thank you for attending and for allowing me to use the gardens here. I couldn’t have had a more beautiful wedding anywhere else in the world. It means so much to us both." (d)

Adam: "Aye las, yae shall male 'im proud..." he winks... "Naew can he make yae proud?" with a slight squueze of the hands... "Ah may steal 'im... he ius a goot seaman..." Shaking Marcos' hand... the grips equal... "Tis a pleasure Cap'n... jest yae make sure Mae Kaori stays a 'appy woman.." teasing him he winks. "Naew, tis nary the proper time, but Ah must say the reports Ah received on yae at the Battle of Raasay was quite impressive..." he smiles again... "Lord Admiral speaks highly of yae..." <d>

Marcos: Marcos looked to Adam with a grin. "Si Senor.. I will...prometo." Marcos then had to lift his brows in curiosity. He knew he was a respected man of the fleet, but to hear that both the Admiral and the Duke thought so highly on him, well now.. that was quite a surprise. "Eh.. he does? Ay.." The man was speechless. "And gracias Senor.. I do mi very best."

Kaori: Kaori smiled at Adam's words, knowing well what he spoke of considering her vantage point had let her see everything. She was very proud of Marcos' performance on the seas and felt very fortunate to have such a talented man as her husband. (d)

Maahes: Maahes listened to both the Duke and Marcos talk of the battle at sea, and felt himself grow envious he was not there. However, it would not be wise as he turned three shades of green on the ships. However with the event up to speed he could not help but keep his eyes open and about the crowd. Things on the war front have been too quiet by ways of English, as the clan war had perhaps stilled them? Or did they wait for attack? "Ealora.." His attention returned to his wife touching her shoulder, "Are my children safe?" Spoken quietly as he could not help but worry. (d

Adam: A firm handshake, and a slap upon the back, Adam winks... "Naew take yer las and see yae drink and eat some yersleves... as for Bess and I... we shall endulge ourselves..." <d>

Marcos: Marcos would look from the General and his wife to the Duke and his, nodding and grinning. "Si.. por favor, enjoy yourselves. We will catch up soon.. hm?" <d

Kaori: Kaori curtsied to both Adam and Bess before her eyes finally found Rosalind with... Oh, she had only met him once before, though seen him at her party... Per... Peregrine, like the falcon! She was so glad she remembered it as she approached them, that smile still on her face. It was not at all forced, this night having made her undeniably happy. She had been ready to marry Marcos and to start their family. Things finally felt... complete. (d)

Ealora: Her hand found his upon her shoulders, fingers lacing with his own as she leaned back against him. Talk of war at a reception, honestly! Men! Still if she was not a mother and a wife, she would of probably been doing the same thing, pride or not. “Maahes, the children are with Nora in our rooms here...they are quite safe. Your here are you not.." She pressed back into him before smiling up at him to put him at ease.*

Rosalind: Oh, she most certainly was not with him if body language was any hint. Her back was to the pirate, and she was now on her second glass of wine, wishing she had something stronger. Still, when she saw the bride approach, Rosalind smiled warmly and gently clasped the lady's shoulders, leaning in for a light kiss to each cheek. "My best wishes to you and yours, Kaori. It was a lovely ceremony, and you look extraordinarily beautiful." *

Marcos: Marcos would nod to both Adam and Bess as they departed before retuning his attention to Ealora. "Por favor, forgive me.. but going back to su question.. if you insist on sending something, send it when you like. Si?" He said with a smile.<d

Jelenah: Balian and Jelenah were enjoying themselves at the moment over by the food and drinks. She suspected that her husband was enjoy himself quite well with a large variety of food. They had almost anything you could imagine here. Even food from their homelands! As she and her beloved enjoyed a few moments to themselves, she spotted Kaori and quickly moved to wish her well, letting Balian stay by the food. <d

Peregrine: "Always a sight a woman in white..beautiful." He lied through his teeth, though it was not of Kay's beauty. Oh, he had tried to get this one to look twice at him, but today realized that would have never happened. Having not let Rosalind get too far he would stand just over her shoulder, his eyes report of all the mischief that truly ran his veins. "So does this mean you won't be having drinks in the tavern anymore? Or at least alone.." (d

Kaori: Kaori was quick to return each kiss, touched by her friend's words. "It is so good to have you here, thank you so much!" She looked down at her dress as if she had forgotten what she was wearing. She then looked up again and her eyes moved to Peregrine, her brows perking. Why did she get the impression his words weren't directed at her? She looked down again, her smile faltering as if a bit self-conscious, but she managed to reinforce her smile as she looked up at Peregrine. "Oh, drinks in the tavern would be just as enjoyable as ever. The ring on my finger will serve as a deterrent, though, if I should be with Rosalind again. I think attention would go where it was due anyway." (d)

Maahes: "I worry, I am...afraid. Just as Issa is of the storm. I am afraid to lose them." He whispered back curling both arms around her. "I pray for the days I can spend with them in our home. I want no more part in wars. All my life I have fought to stay alive, and did not wish to. Now that I long to be live each day, I want peace." Even now he was afraid to show her much affection, as any of their enemies could be watching. However, it was no secret they were a pair. It did not take a fool to know his heart belonged to this woman. (d

Marcos: Marcos would look from others and to that of Rosalind as they were now gathering together. However, it was the arrival of the male that seem to take Marcos's interest. He didn't get such a good vibe from this man. Though, he'd remain polite and respectful for the time being. As now was not the time or place to indulge in well.. putting another man in his place. The arm around his wife's waist would tighten as he greeted the man. "Senor." Then looked to Rosalind. "Senora.. it is muy bueno to see you again. Gracias for coming." He said as he leaned in to place a chaste and friendly kiss to her cheek before stepping back to Kaori's side.<d

Ealora: Her arms curled about is waist even as people mingled about them. Did she care? Not one bit and if anyone tried to use their love against either of them, oh they would never see the rage that Ealora Asad Aziem was capable of! "I know sweetheart, but you can relax for now, our children are safe and I promise you, no harm will come to them while we are alive. We would both lay down our lives for our children...we both know this. This is a celebration my love, of two lives bound together in union. Try to enjoy it, put War from your mind. War will be over soon, keep the peace in your mind, in
your heart, we will have it soon...and we will enjoy every solitary minute of it." A grin curled her lips as she raised on her toes yet again, damn tall man that she loved with every breath of her, this time letting a gentle purr of a whisper meet his ear, with the drone of voices, only he would hear what she was whispering but with the grin that was curling her lips as she spoke was it any guess what she was saying.*

Kaori: She winked to her though her eyes seemed full of question. She had noticed the body language easily, and there was definitely some tension there. Thankfully Jelenah was coming over to offer her own congratulations and Kay opened her arms to receive her in a hug. Did that detract from the tension? Alas, not much... (d)

Rosalind: "Ignore him," she whispered. "I do." With a quirk of a smile, and then a laugh, she looked over toward where Marcos was standing. "I do not think I have ever seen your husband out in a tavern. Perhaps next time we make a night of it -- aha, Captain." She turned her smile to Marcos. "Congratulations, and many blessings upon your family. I wished to thank you both for extending the invitation." *

Kaori: "We shall definitely make a night of it... Though if I can escape Marcos and Jelanah here can escape Lord Windsor, perhaps we can make it a lady's night instead," she jested. Already planning nights away from her new husband! That certainly didn't bode well, though it was an obvious joke... At least for now it was. (d)

Jelenah: Just as her name was spoken would the short lil Slavic woman go to embrace her dear friend Kaori. "Oh Kaori.. it was such a lovely wedding. Thank you for inviting me and Balian. We wouldn't have missed it for the world." She said as she stepped back and turned to Rosalind. "It is so nice to see you again. Though, I'm sorry for all you've had to recently endure. I do hope much happier times are to come for you and your son." <d

Peregrine: Crystal blue eyes darkened upon the Captain, eyes narrowing just a little yet still his small smirk remained. "Ignore me." He bowed with respect, "She does." Why was he even here? He didn't know this Captain, but did very deeply at one point in time desired his wife. Hell even now he had thought just out of good sport to try and snatch her away with words of Neverland and Make Belief. Tinker Indeed. However, that part of his life was over wasn't it? What was he doing here?? Arms folded casually over his chest folding hands over his arms as he sat back against the table casually. Watching—the room, the couple, but most of all that damned woman under her damned wimple. (d

Rosalind: She did not realize it was possible to want to strangle the man and hold his hand at the same time, but there it was, the instinct to shoot him a glare and sympathetic glance simultaneously. She nearly accomplished it too, but for the sake of her tender heart, she turned to smile to Jelenah. "It is nice to see you, as well, my lady. And I thank you for your kind words. They mean a great deal to me." She was hesitant still to introduce her son to members of the court, for whatever special place he held in her heart and among Clan Lamont, he was still a bastard. But he was making his rounds among her friends, fighting his dragons in the yards and playing counting games with the youngest squires. *

Marcos: "That can be easily arranged Senor." He replied in a whisper, leaning so that only the man heard it. After a warning look, Marcos returned his attention back to the women, though he would still allow his dark gaze to return. He didn't like men that gave off such a vibe as his. Marcos would make sure to keep his eye on this one, not just for the sake of his wife, but for any that shared with him the same discomfort he felt. <d

Kaori: She smiled around at both Rosalind and Jelenah, though her eyes would narrow slightly as she looked to Marcos, wondering what that exchange that she could not hear had been about. "I'm so glad you have all come. All of you," said, giving a pointed glance to Peregrine before her eyes slid back to Marcos, warning him to be good with her eyes. She then turned her attention back to Rosalind and Jelenah, Kaori seeming interested in hearing how her son was as well. "We'll have to arrange a time when he can play with my children. He's a bit older, but I'm sure Caliban and Carrine would enjoy
themselves all the same." Kaori could hardly believe they were almost two!
(d)

Maahes: "Why do you tease me." He growled against her ear taking those wondering hands of hers and holding them down. He swore she must really enjoy him frustrated, somewhere enjoyed the pounce he gave her often. It would dawn on him then, she did this to keep his mind from war. It was the duty of a wife right? Especially one of a General. "Go enjoy your friends, put this dress to use hmm?" She won't be wearing it for long. (d

Marcos: Marcos would remain silent for the moment, nodding and smiling politely to others that came by in passing to wish him and Kaori well. His hand resting at the small of Kaori's back. The look for which Kaori gave him, was noticed and he was indeed trying to be a good man. Though, she should know, if the right buttons were pushed... the Spainard couldn't promise in not following through with his first instincts.<d

Rosalind: "Aldric is only three, as of December. He was born the first night of Christmasse. I think there are many children among us of a similar age. Though ... Aldric takes after his father, and is enormous for his age." She laughed. "My back, it aches fiercely if I carry him for more than a few minutes!" Looking to Jelenah, she nodded. "That is a wonderful offer, thank you. I would very much like to be more acquainted with you and your husband. I have been rather ... distracted." Imprisoned. They were synonyms in some books. Not in Rosalind's, but she was the mistress of euphemism. *

Jelenah: Jelenah would nod to Rosalind. "Oh, you are most welcome...and please, should you need anything.. anything at all, do not hesitate in coming to me and Balian. We will do what we can with what is asked of us." <d

Ealora[/b[: Her lips would curl into a grin but she would not answer him. Oh no, it seemed as if he got the message and the reason she was doing it within a room full of people. Still, she also did it because she enjoyed teasing him. A hand lay against his chest for a moment, feeling the pulse of his heart as she winked in his direction before moving on. Rosalind and Kaori were talking and she found it within herself to butt in. Rosalind had a son? The shock did not register on her face though she felt it. "Oh, setting up playdates are you?" She grinned at both Rosalind and Kaori. "I hope I can offer some distraction as well Rosalind, seems we all have children upon the island, would be good to get them together, our daughter Eppie is three and our son Issa is four..perhaps the three of us should get our children together. Get them more acquainted with other children.."*

Peregrine: Inwardly he was laughing his heart out, but on the out he only kept that smile..you know that canty little chyt eating grin. (d

Jelenah: Jelenah nodded. "Of course... anytime. And yes, I would like that myself as well. I think the three of us should venture out together just as the Lady de LaCosta here has suggested." She said, turning to grin at Kaori then before she realized the not so pleasant exchange of looks between the Captain and Peregrine, whom she had met once before when visiting Eirian. <d

Rosalind: She was used to that look in the eyes of others – the initial surprise, coupled with the integrity not to speak on it. She inclined her head, acknowledging the sentiment. "A playdate indeed. I suppose between all of us, we might stand a chance of controlling the damage our children are likely to wreak on the isle." She laughed then, knowing for certain what Aldric was capable when no one was watching. *

Kaori: Kaori, having gotten to know Rosalind better, knew well what she was saying, and the look she shot Rosalind was all too telling. Ealora popped up however, and now there were two more children to add to play dates! "Goodness, they will have a grand time and we will all be run ragged at the end of it," she laughed, shaking her head. "Even still, I would be glad to see it. I wonder if Caliban and Carrine would be able to keep up." Though she was quite confident Cal would be fine and Carri would have a hard time. She was far more fragile than her brother. (d)

Balian: It would seem that Balian would make his way to join the rest of the men. Talk of the war, though, knowing to keep iy low as he didn't want to take away from the couple’s happy occasion. The Lord Marshal had been quite the busy man, but never to busy to attend the wedding of friends. It was a chance for him and Jelenah to enjoy some time together outside the castle walls without the worry of duties and all. <d

Ealora: Oh Jelenah was there too. The woman recieved a grin as well. "Oh Eppie is the little mother, I am sure she will adore your twins. I did hear you say they were two right? I think they would rather get along very well..and it will give us mommy's a chance to relax. Though I have to say, I would love advice on babies, Ra is...my first newborn, Eppie came to us older and Issa..." She stopped there. She could not say what had happened to her son and at this celebration, she could not go into what happened. "Yes, I would love to meet your son Rosalind, and your children Kaori...Maahes all ready wants me to get out more.." Celadon eyes swung towards her husband then back to the ladies. Actually, it was quite...funny...how the men gathered in one place and the women in the other. Funny enough that she snorted before catching the laughter on her lips all ready.*

Rosalind: "If they cannot, I would love to meet them all the same," Rosalind replied to Kaori. She was amused to find so many mothers of young children at this gathering, and listened to them speak, as if she could glean wisdom just from standing in their presence. She hadn't ever been Aldric's sole caretaker, and this was new to her. It was an adventure, and a challenge she lovingly accepted, but it was still new. *

Marcos: Marcos would just look to the General and smirk. Here were all these woman talking of babies and children and play dates while they were standing aside and most likely enjoying such a sight.<d

Rosalind: "Well, now that the men folk have left us alone, shall we talk about them?" Rosalind asked wryly, a brow arching slightly. She thought dancing would be a more appropriate activity, but they certainly did look like a finely dressed gaggle of geese! *

Maahes: Maahes was served a drink, and he would take two extending one to Marcos. His little escape plan if he so wished to take it. (d

Kaori: "Oh goodness, I don't even know what I could say of the little ones as newborn infants... I was in a daze most of the time as sleep was not a commodity afforded a single mother of two." Her nose crinkled as she looked to Ealora, deciding tonight was not the best time to explain where her babies had come from. Kaori waved a dismissive hand toward the men and laughed lightly. "Oh, they'll still be there when we're done, why talk of them?" she chided. Of course they could not hear her, but it was just as much fun to poke fun at them behind their backs as it was to their faces. (D)

Jelenah: Jelenah would glance to her husband with the men, nearly doing the same as Ealora as the two must have been thhinking the same thoughts or close to it. Jelenah turned back to the women and was content to listen, for she hadn't any children yet though her and Balian were looking to it very much.<d

Marcos: Marcos could only nod and smile as the drink from Maahes was extended his way. He took it gladly and it seemed the men had the same thought process as well. <d

Rosalind: "Indeed." She smiled more genuinely at Kaori's words, then took a hearty sip of wine from her cup. "They are a group of fine and upstanding men. That is all that needs be said, non?" *

Ealora: She let out a laugh and shook her head. "Oh I don't think I agree with you there Kaori, I rather enjoy dishing on all the mens secrets." Rosalind was given a bit of a nudge with her elbow and a wink. "Are you and Marcos going to go on a honeymoon?"*

Jelenah: Jelenah had to laugh as well. Kaori's words couldn't have summed it up any better, though, she had to agree with Rosalinds also. This Isle was definately not short on such fine men as their husbands and others. <d

Kaori: With Ealora's question she rolled her eyes and shot a scathing look to her new husband before looking back at Ealora. "We are, but he won't surrender a word of it. I can't even get his crew to tell me, I've tried them as well!" She was quite nearly sulking as she explained her plight her bully of a husband had put her in. "He's a right brute, he should be quite pleased with himself. I still said I do." Really, she'd not have said anything else... but the bloody secrets! He played these games with her frequently. (d)

Maahes: For a good moment he remained in silence taking drinks of whatever it was they gave him, but as Marcos sat beside him he watched the women.."Do you think they are talking about us?" He asked like a redneck watching his lawn grow with his buddy at his side, "You know how you can tell when they talk about girl things?" He asked looking to the man, pointing to Ealora and her grin. "Watch the way her hips bend, and they start making this sound like hens. Clucking." (d

Marcos: Marcos had to chuckle because he was just about to say something along those very lines. "Of course they are Senor... look at them... all smiles, bright eyed, laughing... all in hopes to cover up the horrible comments they say about us." He jested as he looked to the General and laughed with a nod. "Y si.. I know what it is you are speaking of... these pequena signs..." <d

Rosalind: "Oh, I think it is very romantic. Though he should tell you." The smile, the slight frown, the amount of wine she had consumed -- all contributed for a very interesting Rosalind, even if her words were not yet slurred and she could easily walk a straight line. "It will be tres fantastic when you finally know where you are going." *

Ealora: "Oh well then don't press the secret, it sounds lovely and romantic even if you don't know anything about it. Really I wouldn't press if I were you..." She grinned. Oh she felt Maahes eyes on her. Probably wondering what they were talking about. A turn of her head went to Rosalind and she let out a laugh. They just didn't agree tonight! Did it bother her? Of course not, not all women could agree right? "With one flip of my hair, I got my husband to agree to a sail around the world, Egypt first...with the kids of course. You should try it perhaps? I don't know what it is, Maahes can not get enough of my hair, its my weapon." She gave a sound nod and let out a laugh.*

Maahes: "You wait until she is mad at you." His eyes did all the grinning for him, "Some of the best make up ever. Sometimes I'll make her mad just to see how funny she looks when she is mad. Cute..red face." (d

Rosalind: Rosalind couldn't agree with herself. Of course it didn't bother her. She grinned at Ealora, and took another sip of wine. *

Marcos: "Si.. me to.. Kaori.. she is cute when mad...or annoyed." He said grinning as he looked back to the ladies gathered. "What about them.. how they like to push us.. make us mad... I am thinking they too do it on purpose." <d

Kaori: She laughed as both Rosalind and Ealora were on different sides of the fence (or was Rosalind playing both sides?). Ealora had Kaori laughing however and she nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, I think there is something about long hair that makes it a very precious commodity... Though I have yet to use it to get my way. I'll defintely have to keep that in mind the next time we're in an argument." And really? Boy, that last one had been a doozie. (d)

Balian: Balian of course was agreeing with all these things and more before bringing up several other points about how women did certain things for attention. The Lord Marshal had never known to see his Jelenah mad, but she had been well.. testy to say the least.

Rosalind: "Do you...? That is a very interesting use for it, I suppose." Says the woman in the wimple. Her only use for it was to shove it into braids every day. *

Jelenah: Jelenah would occasionally let her blue saphire eyes shift to where the men were, spotting her husband and lifting a hand to wiggle a few fingers his way in a playful wave. "Ladies, I do believe as we speak of them, they talk of us." She said with a light laugh. <d

Ealora: "Oh yes, run your fingers through it, flip it, lean against your husband or lover just so and tilt your head, let your hair fall over their arm...Maahes goes nuts, I love it." she let out a laugh and crossed her arms behind her back. Fingers waving into the bottom of russet curls which kissed the middle of her back. Celadon eyes shifted to Jelenah and she let out a laugh. "Oh most definately, what else would they talk of? War gets old quickly. Perhaps if we start wiggling or hips or something?" Her gaze flickered to each woman as a grin spread across her lips. Trouble Maker this one? Most definately! It was hard interacting with other women darn it!*

Kaori: Kaori found her eyes widening and laughter leaving her lips. Ealora knew how to work it! Finding a stray curl, Kaori gave it a little tug just for it to spring right back into place as her eyes slid to Marcos with a very mischievous look. Oh, he was in trouble if Ealora's tricks worked. When she mentioned wiggling hips, Kaori had to laugh and shake her head. "I haven't danced for Marcos in months. I miss it in honesty. I used to dance daily in Scholar Kaori: Nihon, but the music here is so different, not to mention dance itself." She shrugged and sighed. A dancer that couldn't practice her craft was in a painful place. (d)

Marcos: "See... look there... that look she just gave to me... it means something and I am thinking that something is definitely mischievous." He said as he continued to enjoy his drink with the General. <d

Rosalind: "But of course, it is a wedding, is it no? And there is no dancing? Of course they talk. They wonder, why are these women not demanding a dance?" She smiled. *

Ealora: "Oh you can always teach musicians the type of music you need to dance. With a will, there is a way...though I have to admit, I have danced for years, my mother taught me how and yet I have never danced for my husband...then again, he has not asked." She winked in Kaori’s direction before nudging Rosalind with her hip. “Women as we are, make our own type of music, do we not?"*

Kaori: "We'll have to arrange a night we can all display dances from our homelands... I mean, we all come from places that are so different... It would certainly be interstng to see!" She was half tempted to pull off Rosalind's wimple and make her dance right then, but Kaori was a bit too sober to do such a thing. (d)

Jelenah: Jelenah had to chuckle, how many times had she been so tempted to dance for her own husband nad had chickened out. She had never really been one to initiate things, but boy, when she got started well.. Balian was never one to complain. The small lil blonde would look between each woman, listening as they spoke, nodding, giggling and smiling. She loved weddings! They were so romantic and happy, even in times likes these when lands were at war. It seem to vanish into thin air, even if only for a lil while. <d

Rosalind: "Mais oui. If we did not, I think they would grow very worried." Rosalind did not dance often in court, only in privacy to show the squires the proper steps, and how to keep time with the music. Though she easily corrected her awkward limp, it made her self-conscious, and reserved the dancing for when she'd had a great deal more wine than what she had already consumed so far tonight. "We do, and I have always wondered what the different dances look like." She couldn't imagine, for example, the elaborate and formal courtly dances from where Jelenah hailed. She thought it was far too cold to walk so far apart in time to slow music, circling 'round each
other and occasionally hopping on the third beat. Court dances were beautiful, and some were energetic, but always, there was the careful distance between dancers. *

Kaori: "I can't dance unless I have a fan in my hands most of the time," she said, though she had learned to dance like a proper European, she couldn't help but prefer the dances of Nihon, the sensu such an important part of them. That would certainly be an interesting event to try to organize if she could succeed. She loved dance in all forms, and would like to see how it looked from other places. The evening, alas, was growing later, and her eyes moved to Marcos to see if he was noticing the hour as well. (d)

Jelenah: With Jelenah being from Ukraine, she knew her dances were much different than others. Though, she had been born the daughter of a farmer. She danced then of course, but it was to more lively music, a time where she was more care free than she was now. This lil Lady had come a very long way in life. Accomplishing huge feats and becoming so many different things. A farmers daughter, a slave, an escapee, a chamber maid, a lady in waiting and now a wife to a highly respected Lord who happen to be a Duke in his homelands, making her a Duchess.<d

Peregrine: "Perhaps then you should hold a ball, where all of your dances can be displayed correctly and as they should." Private, with every crown jewel in the nation. He had grown so quiet perched on the table listening to the ladies speak, all though their conversations had been missed. His own little beating had taken it's toll but now barely crossed his face, leaving behind fading bruises. "I bet Colban is a great dancer." Was he drunk? (d

Marcos: Marcos would glance to the General and the Lord Marshal of Turas Lan, a smirk on his lips. "Well Senors.. I again must thank you for attending our joining. I am very honored to have men such as yourselves here. However, the night .. she grows late and there are other things I must see to." He said with grin. He moved to stand to his feet, shook each mans hand and moved off to creep up behind his wife. "Eh.. excuse me Senora's.. but I must steal my wife from you now. Forgive me.. por favor." He said as he let his hand slip to take hers from behind. He tugged lightly before bending down and whispering something in her ear before grinning. <d

Kaori: Kaori's eyes left Marcos and moved to Peregrine who had been so quiet, she had almost forgotten he was there. His words, however, made Kay look toward Rosalind. Was she still ignoring him successfully? (d)

Rosalind: A light went on in Rosalind's head that very nearly had her reply with Peregrine's comment with an "aha!" Fortunately, three, or was it four? glasses of wine were not quite enough to break that barrier down, though she did look to Peregrine with a strange expression in her eyes. He was jealous. What right did he possibly have to be jealous? She inhaled. Exhaled. And took another sip of wine. "That is a very good idea, I think. I am sure it can be arranged." The smile returned, and a bit of laughter, as she looked between the newlyweds. "Ah, be gentle, Captain! Do not keep her
up too late!" *

Ealora: Celadon eyes slid from Perry to the ladies, she caught Kaori turn of eye to Rosalind. Just what was going on with the pirate and the lady? Oh as much as she itched to find out, here and now was not the proper place, not that she expected Rosalind to just give it up but even Ealora could find information out on her own, Sneaky little ex pirate that she used to be. At the approach of Marcos, she grinned and bowed ever so slightly at the waist. "Indeed, husband and wife should definitely be enjoying the night and not in a banquet hall." Damnable tease, Ealora was just flat out vulgor sometimes, she just couldn't help it but at least it was a tease this time! Oh good one Rosalind! At least she wasn't the only one! Should they be banging pots and sgirl-thingys together, following after the newlyweds to goad them on? Sounded good to Ealora!*

Balian: Where Marcos was the first to breech the groups separation, Balian followed, nodding to each of the women before excusing his interupption and leading his wife off. Jelenah would bid them each a farewell before leaving with her husband.<d

Kaori: Kaori eyes widened and another elbow jumped into his ribs as she found herself blushing. "Oh, no, Rosalind!" Et tu, Brutus? She couldn't believe her ears! "Oh, good night Jelenah. Ealora, it was good seeing you again. And Rosalind! You impress me," she said, playfully tugging her wimple before curtseying to all, a smile flashed at Peregrine as well. "Good night. Thank you all for coming..." And with that, Marcos successfully tugged her away. (d)

Marcos: "Oof! Mi Amor... por favor... " He said as he had slightly bent over with the jab he was given. He looked to Rosalind then and grinned. "It depends on her Senora.. " He quipped, knowing that was going to get him another jab in the ribs if not more. "Thank you all for coming, but por favor, stay and enjoy yourselves as much as you like. Hm?" He said before finally pulling at Kaori. As the two would leave, he shot Peregrine another glare...an exchange between men that no doubt was a warning.<d

Kaori: As they walked past she gently touched Maahe's shoulder, quietly saying, "General!" And then... they were gone! (d)

Peregrine: Inwardly he would laugh once again, letting his eyes move from Marcos to his wife..then down her body..back to Marcos. "Enjoy." (d

Ealora: A glare was shot in Peregrine direction. If looks could kill, her eyes were the daggers and slowly she shook her head back and forth. No...that was not right. This was one of those moments she was disappointed in him. "Rosalind, please excuse me, going to find my husband and..."A smile slid over her lips, she bowed to the woman before going to capture her own husband for the night.*

Rosalind: That Marcos was a brave man. She laughed and waved them both off. She had been married twice, and despite the wimple, wasn't as modest as she claimed to be. Or at least, she was more realist than she looked, beneath the wimple. "A pleasure, as always, Ealora. I should return home before I have any more wine tonight." It was a good call, non? *

Marcos: At the word from the little man, Marcos stopped. The stare, lord if looks could kill. "Senor... I will only say this once... watch yourself... because I will be too." How he wanted to do something else, but he wasn't about to let some pigmy man ruin his night with his wife. With another tug of Kaori's hand, he would finally remove his eyes from Peregrine and moved off with her. <d

Kaori: "Marcos," Kaori said, half warning, half worried. Her eyes moved to Peregrine, practically begging him not to retort. Not tonight. Please not tonight? As they left she looked over her shoulder once, offering a silent expression of gratitude before they turned the corner and were gone. (d)

Peregrine: A polite bow of his head to the both of them, "It is a night to celebrate is it not? Go with many happy blessings, Sir. Do not let a humble servant ruin this night for you." (d