Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-17114085-20170421230915

The next day, Jovron met with Bellisa in the town's church.

He only brought Linwen, Cassander, Roderic, Carrik and offered an invitation to Sir Doraleous after a short summary of his meeting with the High Queen.

Bellisa was there with Sir Noleon and the Church's head priest, wearing a different dress than yesterday. It was white with purple and gold etchings, but it was not a wedding dress, just one of her royal gowns.

Jovron was wearing his armor, minus the hood and mask. It was the nicest thing he owned, all the other clothes he had were low quality in comparison. He still felt awkward about the situation, but went through with it. As he approached he greeted her, with a formal bow.

The Queen returned the gesture and smiled. "It is good to see you again, Jovron."

He felt his face get a little red. "LIkewise, your highness." He stood next to Bellisa in front of the altar.

The priest began the short ceremony as soon as everyone was in place. When he was done with the his speech he gestured for them to face each other.

Jovron turned, quite nervous. As he had listened to the old priest he thought of himself as a child, playing knights with Rob and the children of the nobles in Jehanna. While Rob played the charming King, he always played the humble knight in his service. All the young girls always fawned over the young Rob. Jov couldn't help but be jealous of him back then. ''Now everything is different Rob. You died...and I became a King. ''He turned to look at Bellisa at the priest's behest. ''A few months ago she was to marry you, now Bellisa is here with me. ''He felt a bit guilty at that fact. He felt like his jealousness from back then might have led to this. He began to think that this might be wrong.

The priest gestured for them to grab each other's hands.

Jovron hesitated, but Bellisa grabbed his hands all the same.

"By the power vested in me by the Nine Divines, I now dub you man and wife." The priest said.

The Queen leaned in to kiss him, but Jovron was still going through his guilty feelings.

She stopped a few inches from his lips, seeing that he looked troubled. "Is something wrong?"

Jovron shook his head slightly and snapped out of it. "I...It's nothing. I..."

''Damn, he seems like he might back off. ''Not wanting to lose at this hour she said. "Are you sure? You seem like you have something on your mind." She whispered to him.

He sighed. "I just feel like my jealosy of Rob might have led to his death."

''So it is survivor's guilt, or something like it. ''"Rob's death was not your fault. Damian, Perien and Roland were to blame and they've all paid for it. The gods have a plan for you, Jovron. I know it. Embrace it."

"You...you're right." He said and continued with the wedding.

Soon after the small event was over and Jovron's party returned to the Legion camp.