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Lauralye nodded her head at him, "I know... I'm just not feeling very well," She said quietly before slowly eating a piece of food. She smiled at him, "I'll be fine... I'm sure it is just nerves... A lot is happening today... That's all."
Lauralye walked with him to the dining hall and sat down with him at the front of the room. She thanked a servant as he pulled her chair out for her and pushed it in as she sat. When the food was brought Lauralye stared at it, feeling ill again. She squeezed Robert's had a little as she pushed her food around with her fork.
Lauralye smiled and brought her hands to his face as they kissed. When she pulled away, she held his gaze a little longer, "We should probably go to the dining hall. Lunch before the coronation." She took his hand and played with the ring on his finger and grinned, "Come along, husband."
Lauralye smiled at him, "Thank you. You look dashing," She said as she fixed the front of his suit before taking his hands. The ceremony was quick and short because even though it was a Royal marriage, there was a lot more to do in the day and Lauralye knew that Robert wouldn't want some lengthy wedding. Then they exchanged rings, both of them matching Robert's mother's ring and the priest announced them husband and wife. Lauralye grinned as he continued, "You may now kiss that bride."
Lauralye walked down the hall to throne room where the wedding was taking place. She took as deep a breath as she could with her corset on as her maids fixed her veil, ensuring that her tiara sat perfectly on her head. She looked at the two guards who stood with their hands on the door, waiting, and nodded. The maids quickly stepped back as the doors opened and everyone in the room stood and turned to look at her. Lauralye held her flowers to her stomach as she walked to the alter to stand next to her husband to be.
Lauralye rested her head on his shoulder as he took her hand. A month passed and everything was sorted out. Their wedding was to be that morning and their coronation was to be that afternoon. Lauralye lay on their bed in her wedding gown, feeling ill. She had boiled it all down to her nerves. She loved Robert and she loved her country but this was all a bit crazy. She sat up and looked at one of her maids and smiled, "Alright... Tell them I'm ready."
Lauralye nodded her head, "But you would try," She laughed a little and returned to her work. When she had gotten through a large majority of it all, she stood and walked over to Robert. She smiled at him, "Let's get lunch," She said as she opened the door to the hall.
Lauralye looked up at him and bit her lip a little. She had reserves about leaving the castle when the entire world knew... That was after all how her mother died. It was different when it was just her and Robert and them sneaking out in the dead of the night together. She sighed a little, "That all is part of your job.... and I trust that you will keep us safe... If you think they are ready for that... I believe you and will start on the paperwork."
>Laws of magic are: >1) You can't make people fall in love. 2) You can't bring people back from the dead. 3) You can't change the past. Also, no magic on earth
Lauralye smiled at him, she liked the idea of having a special name for him, something no one else got to call him. Something that wasn't just husband. Not to mention, she was positive that she could have called him Thedas... but in the heat of the moment, who knew what was going to come out. She played with the ring when he mentioned it and nodded her head, "King Thedas and Queen Lauralye Bane," She smiled at him, "I like the sound of that." She folded up the paper she had been writing on and sealed it with wax before placing it to the side. She rested her chin on her hand as she took to writing again, "How are the former slaves doing?... We really must think of a better title for them..."
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