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[skjaldmeyjar]

The weather is bright and clear- one gift graciously given- a faint breeze dancing and singing among the trees and causing the sun to sparkle off the lake in the distance. The branches of the oak tree spread out above the gathering, green and gold with dappled sunlight. Beneath, the ground was softly carpeted with grass, and flowers surrounded the

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[skjaldmeyjar]

And, without too much delay, now arrives Svava and the rest of the bridal party.

Svava herself is in a long white dress, sleeveless and strapless, with the bodice laced back, front and sides with long old-gold scarves left flowing at the bottom. The one in front was wrapped once around her throat, with Brisingamen pinned where it crossed, before the scarf trailed down to the mid-cut bodice and laces. A delicate wreath of flowers and leaves, forged and wrought by Gimli, graces her head, with Svava's golden hair braided and twisted fancily at the base of her neck. There is a bouquet of flowers held carefully in one hand, as she and the others approach.

[balletrat]

*Meg is one of those who comes behind her, holding up her skirts in order to make sure she keeps up with Svava's longer strides without tripping over her hem.

She wearing a blue velvet gown, cut in Phantasmoranian style - it's more comfortable than a bustle, at least; and Meg will never feel properly dressed for an Occasion unless her skirts cover her ankles.*

[a_lioness]

Clad in a dark green court gown, Alanna walks behind Meg, looking around with a wide smile. The corset is giving her a bit of trouble, but Svava had allowed her to carry her sword, so all is not lost.

She only trips once.

[maid_of_astolat]

And Elaine, in a blue gown over a cream colored underskirt, follows Alanna. She's smiling and might just be brushing at a tear in the corner of her eye.

She loves weddings. Just loves them.

And she's so pleased to be able to attend at Svava's wedding.

[homeless_pard]

And Khemrys in perhaps a less elegant gown, but no less clean and well cut. A deep forest green with full skirt and embroidered kirtle, she seems just a little flustered.

She's never attended a wedding before...

[skjaldmeyjar]

This is probably the first wedding Svava has been in, that she was not carrying a weapon herself.

Archie has one for her, up at the alter, however.

She tries to keep her pace normal, for the others-

But it is a hard thing not to hurry up the rest of the path, past all the people, to her groom waiting for her, considering how long they have waited for this. Very hard, and she gives her attendants a shaky, sheepish smile in apology.

[by_matchlight]

Lærke marches proudly before Svava with a massive grin on her face and a basket full of money. It had been full of flowers, but the little Dane thought she was supposed to sell them.
But what does it matter? She looks like a princess and feels like one as well, with everyone watching as starts down the aisle.

[prone_to_panic]

Archie's breath catches as she glides down the aisle. It seems a mile long. She is so beautiful, he just wants to jump up and down and point at her and shout 'This is the woman I've convinced to marry me. Can you believe she said yes? She's going to be my wife, would you ever believe it?'

But he doesn't. He stand there, his hands clenched tightly at his sides to keep them from trembling, and watches her come to him.

His love, his bride.

[loyaltyinmotion]

Jason stands beside Archie, eyes wide as he watches Svava walk gracefully towards them.

It's not even his bride walking down the aisle and his heart is in his throat. He steals a glance at Archie and noticed Archie looking very much like he felt.

He turns his face back to Svava and smiles. For all the joking around, this was right.

[and_far_away]

Sharpe smiles at her as he watches her walk up the aisle.

[95_tan]

"kirei na!" 95 sighs, already tearing up. She clutches a tissue, dabbing at her eyes.

[smallestopener]

Ingress stands on her chair and waves as Laerke and then Svava and her bridesmaids walk by where she sits. Everyone looks so pretty.

[mogget_cat]

*Yrael is somewhere off to the side, near the front, playing his violin. The song is something of a wedding march, composed specifically for the occasion, full of joy and pride for the spouses-to-be.*

*Yrael's smile does not fade throughout.*