A Wedding At Aldersberg

[_Stigwig 1510]

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A low murmur of excited chattering could be heard at the church of Aldersberg, heard for a moment - then drowned out by the slow, light ring of the church bells as they chimed happily - celebrating the union to come.

 

 

 

The church was filled with the locals of Aldersberg, many a man wearing rose tabards were to be seen, along with the host of local homeowners.

 

Along with the inhabitants of Aldersberg were seated many from across the realm, all here to witness the couple married in holy Matrimony.

 

Seated on the right pew were the de Savoies, Olivier in the centre, with the two twins by him, along with Camille and Gwyneviere by them. Across from them sat the members of House Fournier, most of them waiting with bated breath.

 

Presiding over the celebration was the ordained bishop. Standing rigidly with his hands clasped behind his back, Jan de Savoie stood in front - the groom waiting with a pleasant smile playing across his face for his bride.

 

The conversation dropped when the bishop raised his hand for silence, as the young bride entered the small chapel. The bride, Catherine Fournier, was led by her elder brother, the Boyar Augustus. He walked slightly in front with his head held proudly, the ghost of a smile playing upon his lips, Jean Fournier was holding the train of Catherine’s dress behind her.

 

As the three made their way forwards between the pews, Augustus and Jean moved to one side to make room for the two before the bishop, joined together in the eyes of the Creator. As they finished moving, he opened the small book upon the altar and began to speak.

 

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here together in the sights and eyes of the Creator, and in the face of this company within the church of Aldersberg, to join this Man and this Woman together in holy Matrimony.

 

Jan, wilt thou have this Woman to be thy wedded wife, to live together after the Creator’s ordinance in the holy and blessed estate of Matrimony? Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honour, and keep and protect her in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live and breath upon this blessed earth?”

 

Jan nodded and replied, confidently without a tone of anxiety, “That I will.”

 

The Bishop would nod to him, and then turn accordingly to Catherine.

 

“Catherine, wilt thou have this Man to be be thy wedded husband, to live together after the Creator’s ordinance in the holy and blessed estate of Matrimony? Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honour, and keep and protect her in sickness and health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live and breath upon this blessed earth?”

 

Catherine would turn and smile slightly at Jan, before speaking out. “I will.”

 

The Bishop smiled slightly, closing the book and sweeping outwards with his hands to the gathered peoples within the church.

“Who gave this woman to be married to this man?”

 

Augustus Fournier stepped forward, striding to stand next to Catherine. The Bishop motions for Jan and Catherine to clasp hands together and nods for Jan to speak. “I, Jan of Savoie, take thee Catherine to be my wedded Wife, to have and to hold from this day onwards, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to the Creator’s holy ordinance; and thereto I plight thee my troth.”

 

Catherine would look up at Jan, nervous for a moment before breaking into a larger smile. “I, Catherine take thee Jan to be my wedded Husband, to have and to hold from this day onwards, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to the Creator’s holy ordinance; and thereto I plight thee my troth.”

 

Quietly, the Bishop motions for Charles Fournier, Augustus’ young son, to bring the ring down the aisle. The child smiled slightly as he walked down the aisle, delicately balancing the ring upon a pillow made of the colours of House Ashford. He would then lift up the pillow and present it to Jan, who takes the ring and gently slips it onto Catherine’s ring finger.

 

 

 

 

“With this ring, I wed thee in the name of the Creator.”

 

Olivier, Jan’s uncle, was stood by his side and hands him a black-and-white shawl, which Jan promptly lay across Catherine’s shoulders with a slight smile.

 

“I now pronounce you two of man and wife. And, you may now kiss the bride.” The Bishop would motion towards the couple as the room broke into rapturous applause. Jan took Catherine into his arms and kissed her while the room began to slowly filter out, the ceremony over. The couple was escorted down the aisle with Olivier, and Augustus behind the two.

 

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[Avacyn 1712]

Gawain nods. 

"Sun bless your union, nephew."

[AndrewTech 3334]

Lord Nicholas Blackwell grins, clapping for the newlyweds as they embrace, having attended the wedding as a Fournier guest.

"Creator give you many long and happy years together, and may your offspring be blessed as well!"

[Glyc 234]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.