A Unexpected Fel Wedding

[Mike V'Trechen]

Osseriton. This planet was in the Unknown Region. It belonged to the Hermes Abora species.

Mike was a secret Sith Knight. He had meet a princess from The Fel Empire named Maria Fel II. They quickly fell in love and decided to marry each other.

Mike was there at the alter waiting for everyone to show up. He knew that not many will show up, but he hoped everything will go as planned.

(No fighting allowed!!! Fel only, hence title.)

 

[Kalic Daws]

Kalic landed the Starcrest on a nearby landing pad. He was kind of excited to see a wedding, though it had gotten him thinking a bit. He had never really met anyone who he felt like he could marry, but so was the life of a merc. Well... former merc. He was in his dress uniform. He may have hated the thing, but he figured he had to dress his best. The Miraluka was then joined by his droid, G3-D9, and the pair walked into the place the wedding was being held.

[member="Mike V'Trechen"]

 

[Rocho]

Rocho arrived in his official attire and gear as an Imperial Knight. He had almost never heard of this fellow the Princess was marrying, but it was an important event for the Fel Empire, and so Rocho considered it an obligation to come almost. Additionally, it might be interesting to see what was going on here. Meet more people or something.

The Trandoshan donned in blue garments would calmly enter and await for it to begin, and the moment he did so, sensing the presence of other force users. One fo the things Rocho had picked up on much more quickly. Of course, there were those he had met before after all, as an Imperial Knight. But he was unaware that the man the Princess was marrying was a Force Sensitive. Every day you learn something new.

[member="Kalic Daws"]
[member="Mike V'Trechen"]

 

[Null1]

Duty and Honor​

Service and Loyalty
Peace and Order​

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His Royal Highness, Emperor Of the Fels, King of Osseriton, and Prince Regent Of Tantorus, M. Alexander II​

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Alexander looked ahead at his sister, who sat just across from him in the royal carriage, he was excited for today, for today was the day of his sister's wedding. She would become Princess Maria V'trechen-Fel I. He turned away and looked out the window. For, though he was happy, he was also worried about Mike. Sure the man was in high standing with the government, and yes Mr. Harris, The Premier himself vouched for the man. But, besides all this, since the death of their Father Alexander I, Alex had kept a watchful eye over his sister to be sure she didn't get into too much trouble, as she was prone to doing. For now, with his blessing, he had accepted the fact of his sister marrying an offworlder, after all, how could he say no when he knew the feelings his dear sister harbored for this man.

He saw the crowds as they slowly passed, hearing the muffled cheers and stable trotting of the two white-maned pulgas. The beautiful creatures slowly drew the carriage towards the royal cathedral, still within the grounds of the palace, but a separate building the Royal home. As the carriage pulled to the stairs, and the crowds cheered, two imperial knights who stood at attention, approached the carriage. Alexander looked at his sister and smiled.

"Good luck, and may the force protect you on this sacred day."

Smirking through the frost-white veil, the Princess happily responded, "Thank you."

Alex looked down at his black and red jacket, adjusting the belt slightly and straightening it. The red stitching on his jacket was superb, much like the sumptuous quality of the jacket's material. Atop The Emperor's black jacket with red stitch, he had strung a black half-cloak that connected at his collar with a single golden button, much like the ones that lined the plastron on his jacket. He sat up as a band of trumpets began to play the imperial anthem. One of the Knights opened the door and shook the princess's hand, before sidestepping and holding it agape for her to step out. She sat up and hunched over, before gracefully descending the single step of the carriage and onto the ground. The knights, one on each side, saluted. Two assistants in mess jackets quickly approached, bowing, then grabbing the draped veil that followed the Princesses exquisite dress as she ascended the steps of the Royal Cathedral. The crowd cheered and her face gleamed with excitement, this was the day she had been waiting for, for too long.

Alexander reached for his cap, which matched his suit, save for a white top, and placed it upon his head, straightening it. He sat up and stepped out of the carriage as the knights saluted, the closed the door behind him. An elderly man who sat atop the carriage front bench cracked his whip and the Pulgas started forwards with and neigh. The carriage slowly started forwards and faded as it traveled down the long road away from the monumental building.

"The ceremony is to begin soon sir, we have swept the area and everything is clean,"

"Good to hear."

Alex and the knights turned away from the huddle and looked up to the stairs, waiting for the princess to finish her ascent as the crowd roared. Alexander watched her reach the highest landing and began his ascent, listening to the cheers of the crowd, and taking note of the 2 knights on either side which kept the crowds behind the velvet blockers. As he made his final approach, guards behind him, he looked upwards at the massive doors. He stepped through smoothly and was greeted by the sun gleaming through the massive stained glass opposite of the entry. He moved forward and sat in the front row next to an older woman who, even though her wrinkled smile, still showed signs of once youthful beauty.

"Mother, how are you?"

She leaned over and hugged her son tightly, a tear streaking down her face, "I am so excited for Maria. I think this may be only the second time in my life that my face has been streaked with tears of joy."

Alex smiled, "I was happy that mike came to me, he respected our traditions, and for that I'm grateful."

The woman slowly shook her head, "How have you been Alki?"

"I've been well, took a while since father died to gather my bearings, and his instruction to declare myself Emperor upon his passing didn't gain me any popularity, but I've got it figured out. I've missed you, Mom, you should come back to the palace, your room is still furnished how you left it."

"I wish I could Alki, but I can't bring myself to go sleep in that room again. Since your dad died, I couldn't think of having that massive bed to myself. I miss him, Michael was the love of my life, and going back to that room is something I can't do, it would be too hard," she wiped a tear, "Now enough of this, today is a happy day." She sniffled and smiled once more, instantly moving past the conversation that just occurred.

Alex felt bad, but smiled as well. The trumpets continued outside as more guests trickled in.

 

[Mike V'Trechen]

Mike saw that [member="Alexander Fel II"] was there. He was a little scared about all of this. Mike never had been at a wedding, so this was a bit much with his tastes. It started to remind him of his life, espically his parents that had died when he was 18.

[member="Alexander Fel II"]

[member="Rocho"]

[member="Kalic Daws"]

 

[Maria V'trechen-Fel I]

The trumpets had sounded. The princess came into the room. Maria looked very beautiful in her wedding dress. The wedding song came on as she walked to the altar to get married to Mike V'Trechen.

When she got there, she whispered to Mike, "I am SO nervous right now, but I cannot wait to do this."

 

[Rocho]

Rocho watched the events transpire patiently, the wedding had yet to begin, so there was little for him to do. Still, he could watch as the Trumpets sounded and the Princess arrived. Such political matters Rocho was willing to respect.

He did glance at the Premier and his family now and then, not for guidance, just to see what was going on. At the moment that was the most interesting thing Rocho could pay attention to. He was just now starting to consider if meditating or something would be a good use of his time while he waited for the ceremony to actually get started.

 

[Kalic Daws]

Kalic found himself a seat, and watched with great interest. He was curious how this would go. Then the lovely couple were there together.

@Rocho @Maria V'trechen-Fel I [member="Mike V'Trechen"] [member="Alexander Fel II"]

 

[Null1]

The Emperor sat in the pew patiently, his mother's hand wrapping his in a form of motherly affection. He had a slight smirk as the trumpets began. He watched his sister approach the door underneath the upper platform that was suspended above the entrance. As The music began to roar, an imperial knight in a white tunic with black trousers stood at attention as the red carpet was rolled out. Just like that, Maria began to slowly make her way down the walkway towards the alter at the head of the main room. She was easy and light with her steps.

As she reached the steps, she lightly ascended and then turned, positioning herself opposite of mike as the music rumbled in the background.

Alex was watching with such focus, he didn't realize Harris and his guard arrive until he slid into the seat next to him.

"Mr Premier, Glad you could make it."

"As am I, I'm happy to finally get off the field. Even the hardest criminals and the most deadly warriors need a break. And with my job, I'm afraid I don't get enough."

"I understand, my father told me of his hellish experience during the civil war."

"No disrespect sir, truly, but your sister is marrying, I believe she'd enjoy the silence in this stressful time."

The Emperor smirked again and nodded in agreeance before turning his attention back to the altar. The tone shifted in the room as the instruments halted. There was a moment of utter silence. The room settled and the only noise was that of a distant bag being dropped to the ground. The massive door behind the altar unlocked with a heavy metallic shift, followed by the creak of the massive door being slowly pushed open. An older man, wrinkled in the face, hair as white as the snow-topped mountains, with a chalky complexion blinded by his glowing smile, and wearing a robe of deep blue stepped out from behind the door. As he came into view, his rounded white and royal blue hat gleamed with the stitched insignia of the Empire, and around his neck strung a necklace of recently polished gold which portrayed the Fel royal crest. He carried a large book as he struggled to carry himself to the altar.

There was the heavy thump of the large book being dropped by the feeble man upon the altar, followed by the Bishop blowing the dust out from the sole. He turned about midway through and looked up to the two star-crossed lovers, he raised his hands.

"Today, we gather for the formal establishment of a state of wedlock between these two young souls. Truth be told, this event may be of political importance, but that is not the purpose of our gathering. Our dear princess, Maria Fel II, has fallen in love. This wedding serves not to fulfill some alliance, or to work as a means to expand our," the man paused for a moment, thinking, "Internation relations." He paused again, believing it to be a good choice of words. "But to formally bind these two in holy matrimony till death do they part. This relationship is a loving one, and everyone here today may rest well knowing that their personal precense was one of personal request of the bride and groom, all patrons are of some personal importance to either, or both, parties."

The bishop looked down at his book, he read his sloppily taken notes turned the page, flipping a few times until he found what he was looking for. He looked at the two.

"With that ladies and gentlemen, we may begin." He paused as small applause sounded throughout the room, waiting till it had completely died down.

"Dear Friends and family of our bride and groom, we are gathered here to witness and celebrate the union Michael and Maria in marriage. In the time they have been together, their love has been nutured, it has grown and matured. Now, they have decided to spend the rest of their mortal lives together." The bishop once again paused, flipping pages.

"True marriage begins well before the wedding day, and the efforts of marriage continue well beyond the ceremony's end. A brief moment in time and the stroke of the pen are all that is required to create the legal bond of marriage, but it takes a lifetime of love, commitment, and compromise to make marriage durable and everlasting. Today you declare your commitment to each other before family and friends. Your yesterdays were the path to this moment, and your journey to a future of togetherness becomes a little clearer with each new day. Michael and Maria, seek from within yourselves the serenity to accept the things you cannot change the courage to change the things that you must and the wisdom to know the difference. Live each day, one day at a time enjoying your time together, one moment at a time seek the wisdom of experience learning all that you can from each other accept hardships as the building blocks of experience realizing that accepting both the good and bad are simply a part of being alive strive to make as many things right as is humanly possible in your life together that you may be reasonably happy in the life you share from this day forward"

There was a moment of light sniffling throughout the crowd. Alex looked over to his mother who sat with a smile, and a handkerchief in her hand, wiping a tear of joy. He slowly pulled his hand away and smiled at his mother who lovingly smiled back.

"Without further ado, we come to the vows." He looked at Mike, "Please good sir, repeat after me." Mike Nodded.

"I, Michael V'trechen, Accept you, Maria Fel II."

Mike started, "I. Michael V'trechen, accept you, Maria Fel II."

"As My constant companion and loving wife."

"As my constant companion and loving wife."

"I promise to care for you, to cherish you, and to stand by you until death do us part."

"I promise to care for you, to cherish you, and to stand by you until death do us part."

Maria was red in the face, blushing with a tear down her face, smiling ear to ear, waiting for her turn.

The bishop smiled and lightly padded Mike's shoulder, mouthing 'good job'. He looked to Maria.

"Do you, Maria Fel II, Princess of the imperium, Take Mike V'trechen to be your lawfully Wedded husband? As the man to spend the rest of your mortal life with?"

Maria smiled through her tears, sniffling, "I do."

The bishop nodded, "And Micahel, do you take Maria Fel to be your lawfully wedded bride? Do you take her to love and to keep, to hold and to stand by, till death do you part?"

"I do."

The bishop looked up at them, "Please Mr. V'trechen, the ring."

Mike slid the ring onto Maria's finger as she shook from excitement.

"With the power invested in me, by the church of Osseriton, the house of Fel, and the house of V'trechen, I declare you man and woman, husband and wife. Vice Duke V'trechen, you may kiss your bride."

There was a roar of applause as the two leaned in and kissed. Alex wiped a single tear from his eye as the music trumpeted on the far side of the room, drowning out the claps.

 

[Mike V'Trechen]

Mike walked down the hallway with his newly wedded wife. He could not way to go on his honey moon. Mike hoped that everything would be awesome. They left the room and into Mike's private scimitar and went on the Honey Moon.