Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-17114085-20161229102502

"Apparently he hasn't been able to sleep much these past few days, but his Magister has been giving him Essense of Nightshade. So he'll be fine." Damian said, though from his tone it was clear that he cared little for Perien's heath. As long as he remains alive, my plan can work.

A few moments later Bellisa's carriage arrived and the Princess walked into the cathedral. She was wearing a long white dress with embroidered purple cobras.

Damian headed over to her and offered her his arm. "Smile, sister. It's your wedding."

"I've already had a wedding, it has lost some of its magic." She replied, keeping a serious face.

Damian chuckled. "Well this one will be much duller than the other by comparisson, I can assure you that."

He walked her down the aisle up to the altar and handed her over.

Perien nodded and Damian bowed slightly to the High King.

With her there, the High Priest began the ceremony.

(Want to skip over this part? Since we already RPed like...2 or 3 weddings in this RP already.)