Post by Kender Bard on Feb 21, 2009 1:37:11 GMT -5
Snowflake sat in the Queen's Throne next to Midnight during audience. At the moment, there was a lull as the next petitioner tried to get his papers and things in order. The courtiers chatted idly with one another.
She leaned over and kissed Midnight's cheek softly. "How are you feeling today, my love?" she asked, resting her hand over his, and taking the chance to have a little conversation with him.
"Hopeful that our dear siblings will return soon," Midnight whispered back, turning his hand to clasp hers gently. He didn't see how Dusk and Sunray could bear sitting on their thrones for so long. Well, Sunray he did. The man sat and read all the time, so he was at least used to that. Midnight, for his part, was dying to take flight, have a spar, or just get up and walk around.
Post by Kender Bard on Feb 21, 2009 2:25:42 GMT -5
Snowflake smiled and squeezed his hand softly. "You're doing just fine," she murmured to him. "People like you." She decided, though, to speak of other things. "Today Nalani is overseeing her first wedding. I'm so proud of her. Soon she'll be able to take on more duties and I won't have to work so much. That means more time with you and Aurora."
But when a woman in white (and red? Was that a stain down the front of her wedding dress) came hurrying in with a few people hastily trailing her as though trying to either catch up or catch HER, Snowflake groaned.
Something must have gone wrong.
The bride-to-be pushed past the crowd, and the other petitioners, to stand before the throne, trembling with rage. She glared at Snowflake. "Your priestess ruined my wedding!" And her dress WAS stained. It looked as though by a red wine.
Midnight blinked at the sight, startled, and felt a stab of sympathy for Nalani. He imagined the poor girl was upset enough at whatever mistake she'd made without having the bride get so angry about it.
"My dear woman, calm yourself. I'm sure things aren't as bad as they seem."
Zack, who'd been playing for the court, had stopped at the woman's abrupt entrance and was slipping through the crowd toward the dais. Really, whatever Nalani had done was mostly likely not anything that actually warranted harassing the ruling couple, even if Snow was high priestess. He'd stand and watch, and see if perhaps he couldn't help diffuse the matter if needed.
Post by Kender Bard on Feb 21, 2009 3:22:28 GMT -5
Snowflake stirred in her seat uncomfortably. She was thinking much the same as Midnight. "What happened, precisely?"
The bride sucked in her breath and glared angrily, mostly at Snowflake. "First, she showed up completely unprepared! She stumbled through the opening statements and then, I swear to the Forces, started making things up! Then when I pointed this out to her, she dumped the chalice of consecration wine on me!"
Snowflake wasn't sure if she should laugh or groan.
Post by Kender Bard on Feb 21, 2009 3:34:28 GMT -5
"I'm quite sure she did!" the woman replied, indignant.
While Snowflake was generally very good with mollifying people, with verbal dancing, she didn't even try this time. The woman's insistence was beginning to annoy her. "I am very close to Nalani. I can assure you, madam, that she did not do it on purpose no matter what the case. She was likely flustered at not having her notes and simply spilled the wine on accident." Unspoken was the challenge that the woman defy her in this.
The cold anger of Snowflake took out some of the woman's fight, at least temporarily. "I... But my wedding! And my dress!"
'Well, the dress is probably well-consecrated, if nothing else,' Midnight thought. "I think if everyone just takes some time to calm down, your wedding can go on as planned. Snowflake," he murmured aside, "maybe you should go check on Nalani."
"Excuse me, Lovely," Zack interjected with a sweeping bow as Midnight turned to speak to Snow. "If I may be so bold, anyone who sees you would be too distracted by your own beauty to notice any imperfection in your dress."
"I am," he confirmed, wondering what gossip or rumour he might be about to hear regarding them. Spending time in court was not without its hazards and pitfalls. Luckily, Zack was generally unbothered by most of it. "Zachriel, at your service."
Post by Kender Bard on Feb 21, 2009 4:39:27 GMT -5
Now the woman was fully distracted. "Oh, my. Is it true that you recently adopted a little girl?"
A man that stood near the woman, dressed in finery and looking more than a little nervous and embarrassed, cleared his throat. "Marissa..."
The woman blinked and frowned again. Right. The wedding. Turning back to Lord Midnight (where'd the high priestess go? she wondered) she said, "I think the Church should pay for a new dress at the very least."
Midnight arched his brows at that. A new dress? A new wedding dress? What, was she going to postpone the entire ceremony while one was made?
"Just to make sure I'm understanding correctly, you want the Church to take money from its coffers, money that is used to help the poor and needy, to pay for a dress that is generally worn only once for a few hours because a young priestess accidentally spilled some wine due to being understandably nervous overseeing her first wedding? Is that about right?"
Post by Kender Bard on Feb 21, 2009 5:12:21 GMT -5
The bride blinked, staring. At this point the man, presumeably the groom, stepped up with a heavy sigh. "Majesty, I am sorry for her behavior," he said with sincerity. "Marissa has always been a bit of a... Well everything has to be perfect on important days. She spent a lot of time and effort in making sure today would go off well. So I was trying to be understanding when she was upset and came here but I did not expect her to be so... well... I'm sorry." He bowed again.
"You don't need to apologize on my behalf!" Marissa sputtered at her groom.
He gave her a hard look. "Go outside and wait for me to finish here."
She looked pissed but did as ordered and marched off.
Midnight sighed. "I understand how stressful a wedding can be, but the focus is love, not perfection. I think if Marissa showed this much anger in the church, Nalani deserves an apology more than I do."