Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160618002914/@comment-24685738-20160822022934

The Priest of Mara smiled as the doors to the Church opened, and in stepped the King of Northpoint and his sister, the future Lady Eduard.

Damian looked handsome, wearing a golden tunic with long, hanging sleeves. The tunic appeared to be stylized with purple flower designs, the flower appearing to be Nightshade. His black hair was trimmed neatly, and his violet eyes shone in the light. Upon his brow sat the ancestral crown of the Solances, a band of red gold bedecked with four large amethysts set on the front, sides, and back. The jewels were so large that they jutted out over the top of the band.

His sister, however, looked just as good, if not better. Her face was not covered with a veil, as was tradition in Northpoint, but she had a silver tiara resting at the top of her head, instead. Her long black hair was twisted up into a tight bun, her hair slicked back with some form of scented oil that caused it to reflect the red of the fire.

Her eyes glittered in the firelight, but, instead of reflecting the fire as her brother's did, her lilac eyes seemed to absorb the light, appearing to glow in the dimness of the church. Her lips were as red as blood, and she had winged kohl on the top of her eyelids. Her eyelashes were very full and long, framing her shining hair beautifully.

Her dress hugged her form nicely, showing off all her curves. It was purple and had tiny diamonds cutt into it, revealing the silver beneath. Two silver pieces of jewely on her shoulders appeared to be like the heads of snakes, with their fangs running down to her mid bicep.

She appeared radiant, a goddess come to earth, and already the men of Northpoint were beginning to whisper how foolish a man had to be to pass up a woman like this. Despite her beauty, however, she looked dangerous, reminding everyone of her Cobra heritage. If Damian was the King Cobra that struck fast and hard before you could see it, Bellisa was a much more dangerous sort: a cobra that lured you in of your own free will with the enchanting designs on her hood and the beauty in her eyes, before she drove her poison hard and deep.

The pair strode up to the front of the room, and Damian kissed Bellisa's cheeks before he moved to sit at the front of the room, leaving his sister with her 'new husband.'