Thread: Rags, Riches, and Rumors [ Bear & LordBesar ]

There was a small relief that she wasnt expected to lay with him just yet, though she wouldnt have dared to object even if she had wanted to. Ermine was a good girl and would obey his word as the law that it was, but she was thankful she would have plenty of time to prepare herself for the relationship that was expected to build between the two of them. He was a good man, and she could tell that it wouldnt be hard for her to find him to be as good of a husband. He did escort her to back to her room as a gentlemen would, the rest of their walk in relative silence as he lead her through the halls. When they came to a stop outside her door so that he could invite her to his familys dinner. I would be pleased to join you. She murmured, feeling a bit of a blush come across her cheeks as he leaned down and kissed her hand, a gesture that was not only romantic but also a deep sign of respect that she had not expected. She couldnt suppress that she was starting to feel the beginnings of butterflies fluttering in her stomach over him, but she was nowhere near close to feeling like she loved him. Ermine watched him leave before entering the room, a suite that was larger than her entire home and a vast difference to what she had known her entire life. The rest of the time spent leading up to her wedding was spent in what felt to her like a whirlwind of meetings with different people - seamstress, to be measured for her dress, florist, to decorate with flowers that she liked, and the larger portion of her time spent with Irmlia planning whom was to be invited to the wedding and how things would be arranged. Over the time that she spent with the woman, Ermine had become increasingly fond of her, as she was a woman that was both hard and soft at the same time. Her time was spent very sparsely with Theo, though the moments that they shared were pleasant and made her get slowly better understanding of who he was as a person, though her nerves were starting to get to her. In the time she had spent at the castle, it had served to bring her health up to the best it had been possibly since she was in the womb, her cheeks taking on a healthy glow and the thinner bits of her physique starting to fill out as she ate a more rounded diet that was able to do more than merely sustain her to the next day. By the morning of the wedding day, she had become quite the vision, her wheat hair had been pulled back away from her face and gently curled so that it fell in soft tumbles down her back, her cheeks pinched to give them a healthy rosy glow. Her dress was a thing that was truly a masterpiece, the bodice buttoning down the front and pulling her waist in with a soft satin white belt. The skirts were made of a material she couldnt even identify, but was soft as silk without being translucent and had a train that trailed long behind her. Her father had been given robes that were every bit as fine as her dress, a dark brown with gold stitches. He was in deep contrast color-wise to her, but he looked every bit as royal as if he had been a king from another land, once cleaned up properly. Her mother fidgeted with her hair until she got every strand into place as shed wanted, meanwhile her sisters got her veil positioned on her head properly, setting it gently over her shoulders. They had only just gotten her primped and ready when they heard the soft sound of music to cue them that it was her time to walk the aisle, her heart racing. Edgar had a soft smile, his arm securing into Ermines as her mother and sisters trailed, catering to her dress train so that it wouldnt snag. Her hands trembled around her bouquet of sunflowers and small white wildflowers that had been picked. As she was led out into the garden she couldnt help but feel breathless, her eyes wandering at the lovely flowers that had been brought from all around, lining the aisle and delicately placed around the sparse guests. Her eyes took it all in, finally settling on Theo himself, looking every bit as handsome as all of the blooms. Her lips found the first trembling smile of the day, her father leading her inexorably towards her fate as the musics volume slowly increased. She could feel the guests eyes on her as they passed, each step careful until her father stopped just before Theos side. As was tradition, his hand slid out from around her arm, the man leaning in to press a soft kiss on her cheek before he left her there to take the last step. Ermine could feel the butterflies in full force now as she took the largest step of her life metaphorically, stepping into place at the kings side before the priest, her mother sweeping out her train before they all joined her father in their designated seats.