Re: [ORP] I Do: A Royal Fenian Wedding
Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2018 12:19 am
Akos, as most were already aware, was not one for pomp or finery. And she was especially not prone to planning anything that might be described as such. Thankfully the bulk of the work in terms of wedding planning was done by her wife and others of her family, while Akos was able to content herself working away in her beloved mines. It was another story altogether though when it came to what she was to wear. It had already been settled that Aishe wished for their attire to be a surprise on the day, so it had been up to Akos and her twin sister, Sokanon, to try to come up with an idea for her outfit.
Neither sibling was much inclined towards fashion, so they had wisely sought outside council. An older woman, revered throughout North Mogwire Shire for her fine skills with a needle and thread was brought in to consult. The woman had walked away with a huff when the only guidance she had received from the Queen to be was "Mostly grey, a little black and maybe a touch of turquoise. Oh, and no dresses", while Sokanon had very helpfully added "Make her look like a hero!"
At the time Akos had thought the consultation hilarious, but when the time came to view the outfit she would admit to having some genuine nervousness. Aishe, and probably Zuan alike, would not be impressed if Akos turned up in something hideous. Thankfully though, the old seamstress proved to be as gifted as what her reputation inferred and Akos had been wholly satisfied and truly impressed by the woman's work.
The morning of the wedding itself went smoothly. A modest breakfast followed by a somewhat absurd level of pampering as various women Akos had invited from The Mog worked on making her presentable for the occasion. Akos' hair, now shiny and clean, had been styled to encourage it's natural wave, and rather than pin it up, the verdict from those gathered in the room was to keep the style simple. Her black waves fell to just below her ears, and the ladies had used some kind of concoction that would supposedly keep it from rapidly turning into her usual messy mop. Akos took a deep breath in to steel her nerves before turning to face her sister and the others gathered in the room, I just want to say thank you to everyone for being such a wonderful help. At this, she turned to speak directly to the women from the lands she had been so blessed to be the steward of, Ladies, I am so proud and so honoured to be your Baroness, your efforts and attention, and dare I say it, your friendship, has meant so much to me on such an important day.
As the women blushed and expressed their own thanks and appreciation, Akos offered a smile before allowing her sister to maneuver her into the beautiful fur cloak that had been a gift from her husband to be. Thick, floor length black wolf fur, the signature animal of the Kings house fell from her shoulders, held together by a turquoise clasp to represent her own house. Unlike Aishe, who for obvious reasons ran cold, Akos needed and appreciated the warmth the cloak offered her in the winter. She held out a hand to her sister, shall we? Sokanon nodded and in a blink of an eye they fell away into the shadows.
They reappeared within the confines of the cathedral. Akos cast an appreciative glance around the building and made a mental note to congratulate everyone who had contributed to enhancing an already breathtakingly beautiful building. With one final smile to her sister, Akos let Soka head off to take her seat then turned to find Serendipity. Still ensconced within her warm wolf cloak, she strode towards the redhead with purpose, Righto, I’m here she proclaimed, where do you need me?
Neither sibling was much inclined towards fashion, so they had wisely sought outside council. An older woman, revered throughout North Mogwire Shire for her fine skills with a needle and thread was brought in to consult. The woman had walked away with a huff when the only guidance she had received from the Queen to be was "Mostly grey, a little black and maybe a touch of turquoise. Oh, and no dresses", while Sokanon had very helpfully added "Make her look like a hero!"
At the time Akos had thought the consultation hilarious, but when the time came to view the outfit she would admit to having some genuine nervousness. Aishe, and probably Zuan alike, would not be impressed if Akos turned up in something hideous. Thankfully though, the old seamstress proved to be as gifted as what her reputation inferred and Akos had been wholly satisfied and truly impressed by the woman's work.
The morning of the wedding itself went smoothly. A modest breakfast followed by a somewhat absurd level of pampering as various women Akos had invited from The Mog worked on making her presentable for the occasion. Akos' hair, now shiny and clean, had been styled to encourage it's natural wave, and rather than pin it up, the verdict from those gathered in the room was to keep the style simple. Her black waves fell to just below her ears, and the ladies had used some kind of concoction that would supposedly keep it from rapidly turning into her usual messy mop. Akos took a deep breath in to steel her nerves before turning to face her sister and the others gathered in the room, I just want to say thank you to everyone for being such a wonderful help. At this, she turned to speak directly to the women from the lands she had been so blessed to be the steward of, Ladies, I am so proud and so honoured to be your Baroness, your efforts and attention, and dare I say it, your friendship, has meant so much to me on such an important day.
As the women blushed and expressed their own thanks and appreciation, Akos offered a smile before allowing her sister to maneuver her into the beautiful fur cloak that had been a gift from her husband to be. Thick, floor length black wolf fur, the signature animal of the Kings house fell from her shoulders, held together by a turquoise clasp to represent her own house. Unlike Aishe, who for obvious reasons ran cold, Akos needed and appreciated the warmth the cloak offered her in the winter. She held out a hand to her sister, shall we? Sokanon nodded and in a blink of an eye they fell away into the shadows.
They reappeared within the confines of the cathedral. Akos cast an appreciative glance around the building and made a mental note to congratulate everyone who had contributed to enhancing an already breathtakingly beautiful building. With one final smile to her sister, Akos let Soka head off to take her seat then turned to find Serendipity. Still ensconced within her warm wolf cloak, she strode towards the redhead with purpose, Righto, I’m here she proclaimed, where do you need me?