A Wedding Fit For A Future King

The day of the wedding had finally arrived and the excitement throughout the city was palpable. People had been celebrating since the day before it seemed as though every street was decorated with ribbons and flowers. The day was sunny and beautiful and completely cloudless. Everyone outside who weren’t going to attend the actually ceremony was still cheerful. They laughed and danced and sang. Calista was beloved in Minas Tirith and everyone knew that she would one day make a great queen.

Inside, the guests were starting to arrive. The ceremony was to be held early in the day so that the celebration could last all day and into the night. The hall was filled with chairs and decorated with flowers. Everyone wore their finest clothes and jewelry. The atmosphere was light and cheerful. Back in their room, Nauriel looked over as Elessar returned from checking on Eldarion. In a few minutes he would be taking his place. The night before a few of his friends had taken him out for a good time and she hoped that he had not had *too* good a time.

“How is he?” she asked as she finished putting on her jewelry

Elessar was a mixed bag of emotions. Happy, sad, proud and worried. His only son was about to get married and soon he would leave the halls and set out on his own adventure into adulthood. He would not let too much emotion show to Nauriel, it would be difficult enough for her now that a second little bird was about to leave their nest. Since her return from Gehenna she had been...well he couldn’t say unhappy but there would be moments that she would look down at her hands as if she wished...as if she were supposed to be doing something other than she was. He never asked her about those moments he figured it had something to do with Laenaya or her son, their grandson Aslan.

Elessar stood tall and straight as he waited...he always waited for Nauriel, with his hands clasped behind his back. “He is...regretting a bit of overindulgence I think,” he said as he watched her. She was always beautiful he decided, even when she woke. “He is nervous as well, more so about...after than the ceremony,” he added smoothly. “Did you get a glimpse of Calista, I hear her dress is something of legend. A little bird told me you had some hand in that, did you?” He asked in a neutral tone as if her answer would not matter to him either way.

Nauriel could tell Elessar was conflicted in his emotions. Eldarion was his first born and his only son. However, although he and Calista planned to leave for a time, they would return. Calista would need to be trained on how to be queen and Eldarion would need to become more involved in politics, but for now they would be free to do as they wished. She smiled a little when Elessar mentioned that he was wishing he hadn't partaken quite so much last night. She was sure he would sober up as soon as he saw Calista.

"Well, she is my future daughter-in-law and future queen here. I wanted to ensure her dress was fit for someone of her standing," she said with a little grin.

“And...how are ‘you’ doing dearest? Or is this something that will get progressively worse as the moment comes?” He asked. He knew her very well and he could feel her emotions strongly through the bond. Still, she seemed to like it when he asked. “For myself I will miss that boy,” he croaked as he looked down, just barely able to contain it all. The corners of his mouth twitched as he calmed himself. “What your father must have felt to have his first born taken to be raised by another...I can not imagine,” he continued as he stepped up behind her.

Nauriel looked over at her husband slightly when he asked how she was doing. She was honestly trying to he strong for him, but she should have known he would be able to sense her emotions. She felt a few tears come to her eyes. As he put his arms around her from behind she felt a few tears slip down her cheeks.

"I'm sad," she admitted. "I will miss them both, but I know they will be back."

She was quiet a moment before speaking again.

"I say we don't let our other girls get married," she said jokingly.

He chuckled as he bent down to kiss her neck. “I will have a tower built so we can keep them to ourselves, yes?” He said with a smile. “Calene is growing far too quickly for my liking, I wish I could keep them all as little girls, never to have a care in the world. You know if there were a way to bring Laenaya here I would do it Nauriel. You know that I would,” Elessar said deciding now what it was all really about. He shifted to come to a knee near her right side. He reached up and wiped a few stray tears away with his thumb. “The world changes so fast and we do what we can to keep up with it all,” he added. “I miss being out there, alone, with you,” he told her softly. “Holding you close as we shivered together in our blankets. Making love to you in the soft grass under the stars. It wasn’t all bad I remember. I remember everything,” he said as he put his right hand on her face. ‘And I would change nothing...not a stitch, not a step, nothing,” he added as he kissed her softly.

Nauriel missed Laenaya deeply. She worried about her, even though she knew that she was safe with her parents and with her husband. For her, just knowing that her daughter was a several days ride away with her first child upset her. She wouldn’t be able to easily and quickly get to her if she needed her. She now knew how her own parents must have felt when she left with Aragorn all those years ago.

She smiled a little and even laughed slightly when he said he missed being alone with her out in the wilderness. “Well, do you remember the arguments and the nights we went hungry or were so cold we thought we were going to freeze to death in each other’s arms?”

Aragorn leaned into her, his face buried into her dark hair and he inhaled her wonderful scent. “I do indeed remember that. And how you managed to keep me warm on even the coldest of nights, even when we had no bed or bedroll to sleep on,” he said as he put his hand on her dress just over her thigh. “Let us go and watch our son drool when he sees his bride, shall we?” he asked and he stood before her. Before he left her side though he brushed up against her shoulder, his hardness for her plain for her to feel in his pants. He had been thinking about some of those moments, that much was also plain.

He waited at the door, they’d walk out together then take their seat together. When she rose she was a queen in every detail, her crown looked perfect up there upon her head. When she came to him he smiled when he felt her hand touch the front of his pants and the grin that came over her face. There wasn’t alot of extra time but what there was could work if they worked together…

As they stepped out, her hair was not as neat as it had been but it still looked freshly set. He had some redness in his face still from the...exertion but he smiled as they walked. Her dress swished as they moved past everyone, men and women in their best suits and dresses and they bowed as they passed each row of them. Once they made it to the front Eldarion was already there and he smiled and bowed to them as they came to sit at the front. Everyone that had stood now sat as well, the hall was completely packed with people, the music was about to begin, the moment now drew close that their only son was about to wed his own queen.

Calista’s heart was pounding in her chest and her palms were damp. She had never felt so nervous in her entire life, although she didn’t quite know why. She loved Eldarion deeply and wanted to marry him. So, why did she feel this way? She knew that he was probably feeling just as nervous and somehow that thought helped to calm her. She had waited for this day for so long that it almost didn’t seem real now. She still remembered the first day she met Eldarion. Her father had just been promoted to General and he and his family were invited to the palace. She couldn’t have been more than 6 years old at the time. She and Eldarion had been introduced and right from that moment they had been close. Not every moment over the years with him had been great ones, but she felt that every bad moment had only served to make them closer and stronger. She knew that not every day was going to be perfect and that they would argue and disagree, but she was confident that they would always come to an understanding and reach an agreement somehow. The dream she had felt for so long was about to come true.

Her father was there with her and she smiled over at him before taking his arm. As the music began she took a deep breath and her father whispered some words of love and encouragement into her ear. Everyone was standing as she walked out with her father and there were gasps as everyone took her in. She was wearing a stunning, white dress. The entire bodice was intricately beaded with what must have been over 2,000 individual beads. The neckline was a sweetheart neckline and her sleeves (which only covered her shoulders) were made of a delicate lace. Her long, blonde hair was pulled half back and the rest cascaded down her back in soft waves. Her eyes met Eldarion’s immediately and she held his gaze as she walked towards him, arm in arm with her father.

Eldarion was not at all certain he was ready to get married but he loved Calista and there hadn’t been a thought of an adventure, past or future that didn’t have her as a part of it. The drinking last night had already made his throat somewhat dry. That and his muscles felt like they might turn to water if he wasn’t careful. However the moment he saw her, a flowing, white swan that glided toward him, even a pebble on his tongue would have tasted bone dry. If beauty had any kind of definition, an immortal one anyway, it would have a picture of what he saw to describe it. He left his knees unbent for fear he would pass out from the strain of the awe he felt right then. Right then he was...well a worm. An ugly, horrible beast compared to her. Every inadequacy of himself he could think of was glaringly obvious now. He gulped audibly as Calista’s father handed her off to stand across from him. How he would be able to speak now he did not know.

He wondered if all grooms felt as he did right then as he looked over at her. Her eyes were fixed upon his, a bright smile upon her face, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his entire life. He hadn’t heard the priest ask him to speak his name and it was only at her looking down and her pursing her lips to hide a smirk that made him look over at the man. “Oh, uh….” Oh hell, he had forgotten his own name! Oh yes…”Eldarion Telcontar,” he said loudly though there were many chuckles out in the crowd and several from the men he had stand up for him. And his own father….who was elbowed by his mother. As Calista said hers the proceedings and rights began. It was a long, drawn out thing. They had turned to face the priest as they were anointed with oils then back toward one another and a gold ribbon tied around their wrists as they were brought closer together. There was the exchanging of rings, his hands shook terribly and he noticed hers had not and all through it, for him at least there was only Calista. In his vision, in his nose. In his mind and in his heart. When it was time for him to lift her veil he stepped forward and chastely kissed her full, ripe lips. Her taste made his head spin but he managed to keep his feet as they held onto one another...or maybe it was just him, holding onto her? He wasn’t certain about that as they took their first steps together forward, as husband and wife.

Everyone in the room clapped and cheered as they shared their first kiss as husband and wife. Bells started ringing so those who were outside would know that the moment had come and they all began to cheer and celebrate. Calista and Eldarion stepped out onto one of the balconies overlooking the crowd to thunderous applause. They waved to the crowd before being directed back inside and down to the ballroom where the celebration was to be held. Calista maintained well composed, despite being rather overwhelmed. She and Eldarion hadn’t had a single moment to themselves yet since being pronounced husband and wife, and it didn’t seem like it would come anytime soon as they stood there together and were greeted by each of the guests, who offered their congratulations.

The dinner was roasted pheasant in a hazelnut sauce with baked potatoes and roasted vegetables. The pheasant looked good however Eldarion could never get a bite as each time he picked up his fork someone clanged a glass and he and Calista were honor bound to kiss one another. He hoped his lips lasted, he would have real use for them later, after he and Calista were alone in the grand suite. It was part of the royal apartments but since it was the best rooms that existed he wanted Calista to experience them and so they would...provided they were allowed to! There was dancing and part of her dress seemed to be able to be ‘disconnected’ so she could enjoy the dancing and the mayhem that accompanied such a wedding. She was still graceful though and actually did flow like a swan on a still lake as she danced in her dress.

He danced with his mother and his grandmother and his sisters, each giving him pointers on how to treat Calista which amounted to him doing what she said, when she said it and offering up no back talk as he was like to do when he didn’t get his way which he had been assured, multiple times, that he would not. He took it all in stride though, he was a stubborn sort and Calista knew full well that when his back was up or his foot down she’d have more success moving boulders with her bare hands than turning him aside. Elessar, the king danced with her and complimented her on her dress and that she would make an excellent queen and also NOT to wait to long to give her new mother-in-law grandchildren. The entire thing was embarrassment after embarrassment but it was all in good fun until they were carried up to their rooms. The women carried him and he barely had a stitch of clothing left on before he was tossed inside. Calista was carried as well not far behind him by the men and some of the suggestions they gave her would make a seasoned whore blush. Some of those drew a harsh look from Elessar though and she to was tossed into their rooms though they allowed her to stay in her dress. Which was not fair at all!

Calista's face was still bright red as the doors were closed and she was left alone with Eldarion in the grand suite. This was their first moments alone together as newly weds and suddenly she felt nervous all over again. She found she wasn't quite as nervous as she first expected she might be...in fact part of her was actually quite looking forward to this evening. It had been something she had been dreaming about since he had first proposed to her.

She glanced around the room they were in slightly. It appeared to be a front room and sitting room. There were another set of double doors and as she opened those she discovered the bedroom. There was a massive four poster bed with luxurious bed-linens and pillows surrounded by semi-sheer drapes. Several bottles of wine sat on a table along with a tray of fruits and cheeses. Several candles were lit around the room as well. She heard Eldarion come up behind her and felt his arms slip around her waist. She dipped her head to one side as he began to lightly kiss her neck.

"I love you."

Eldarion had been waiting for the moment where he would finally be alone with Calista. He had been given every kind of idea and suggestion that existed as far as how to please a woman sexually but all of that had just gone out of his mind when it was now just them to. He found that he was far more nervous now than what he had imagined he would be in his head. And as her words misted through his mind he found that his hands wouldn't stop shaking as he tried to remove the buttons that fastened her dress tightly up her neck. He felt odd at being nervous, he was the ‘man’ of the two and felt he should not be. “I’m...sorry, I guess I’m a little nervous,” he said as he managed the last one. He did manage to kiss her neck though he had forgotten to as he thought he would when he started. Slowly he drew the dress open to expose more of her back and of the lace under garment that seemed to be under the dress. He was surprised at how heavy the dress was as it drew itself down her lithe shape. The white, lace, though it wasn’t much at all did hide her more delicate parts he seemed to be content with just her neck and shoulders for now. Soft, chaste kisses from the base of her neck down and then across form one shoulder to the next. During such he dropped his small clothes, the only thing he managed to keep on as he was tossed bodily into their rooms.

Her flesh was warm as he continued. Starting like this did seem to calm his nerves and he rather enjoyed it besides. Not ready at all to face her eyes yet. He knew if she did look at him she’s see how nervous he was which would in turn make him even more nervous. A fine man he was and he called himself nine kinds of fool as he continued. He was surprised to feel her hands as they moved back to his hips. He drew himself to press up against her when she did that, her hands gently discovering his body for the first time as his began to discover hers. For some reason this made it...easier for him to allow himself to touch her. His hands slipped over the lace that covered her breasts and he heard her gasp when he slipped them underneath to touch the soft flesh beneath. He gasped as well between kisses when her hands moved to his buttocks. His hardness poked her in the back of her thigh then slid between them as she pressed him up to her.

“I love you to, Calista,” he whispered then shifted to pick her up then as she settled in his arms he carried her over toward the bed.

Calista became aware that Eldarion's hands were shaking as he began to unbutton her dress. She was actually glad he didn't rip, or damage it as she wanted to keep the dress as a memory of this day. The dress was made very heavy by the 2,000 or more individual beads on the bodice of the dress. It was actually a wonder that her slender body was able to cope under the weight of it all. Her heart began to beat harder as the dress slid down her body to the floor. She was now in nothing more than her lace undergarments. She felt his lips on her neck and shoulder once more. She was aware that he was completely naked now and sensing his nervousness to touch her she slowly reached her hands back to touch his hips. He moved closer to her then and she could feel his manhood actually pressing into her. She gasped at the feel of that and then again when he slipped a hand under the lace that was covering her breasts to touch the flesh. Her body was starting to feel as if it were on fire. She wanted him...wanted to feel him inside of her...to know that he was hers and she was his. As he picked her up into his arms she slipped her arms around his neck as he carried her to the bed. As he laid her down she pulled him down atop her and kissed him deeply.

His father had told him not to think to much about this moment and to just do what felt natural to him. Atop her now, her lips on his, their bodies intertwined he reached up and drew his hand as her right leg bent at the knee, down her leg to her hip. It was then that he ‘pressed’ himself into her. He felt that if he paused any longer that his heart might burst. He was already over-stimulated...down there and felt the sensation of the soft, wonderful pressure when she seemed to fold around him as he slipped inside of her. She stiffened though and gasped as if it hurt. He lifted up to see her eyes and after a moment, she would not let him draw away, she smiled and nodded for him to continue. He did and the pause gave him enough of a respite to continue without exploding. She was warm...very warm and very wet inside. His body seemed to fit well with hers as he slowly moved atop her. It was suggested that he moved slowly and to remember to taste her tongue and so he did that as well. He tasted her tongue and bent his head down to take her right nipple into his mouth. She gasped at that also and then he switched to her other nipple which to his surprise she seemed to enjoy. He didn’t like not seeing her eyes though and so he drew his gaze back up to meet hers as he continued to slowly shift in and out of her. She was smiling at him and he felt his own face slide into a smile as well. He was tempted to ask if it felt alright for her but her eyes and her expression, soft and loving told him all that he needed to know. It was a surprise to them both when he came. His seed filled her and she gasped at the heat of it as it drew further and further inside and around him. He lowered to kiss her and it was some time before he drew himself off to her side.

Calista felt her heart might burst from her chest from how hard it was pounding. She was trembling a little, but she was ready. She was expecting some pain and she braced herself as she felt him press into her. It hurt a little more than she expected and she gasped a little...but then the pain slowly began to subside and she felt him more easily slide the rest of the way into her. She looked up and into his eyes as he began to move. Everything about this felt so right. They now truly belonged to only one another...no one could ever take that away from either of them. As he began to kiss her she closed her eyes and kissed him back. She felt his tongue against her own and she copied what he did, since he seemed more knowledgeable. He then bent his head down and began to suck on one of her nipples. She gasped at the feeling, but found it more pleasurable than she had ever imagined. She moaned and he then did the same to the other. When he looked up into her eyes, she looked back into his and they held each other's loving gaze until he suddenly climaxed. It came so suddenly that even he seemed surprised. She could feel a warm liquid filling her body. When he kissed her again, she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back. They kissed rather passionately for sometime before he moved off of her and to one side. She turned over to look at him.

"Was it what you had hoped for?"

He winced slightly at the question, more embarrassment, he wasn’t prepared for it nor how good she felt. The truth was best though so he decided to just go with hat. “It...uh, it felt wonderful,” he said and blushed quite brightly at it feeling so good. “But...I was told...I was told that the next time won’t be so quick,” he said and right then his stomach decided to growl. His chooks colored and she smiled then gazed around behind her to the dresser that was heavily laden with all sorts of things. All of them looked yummy and she smiled even wider when she turned then got up to get them some.

“Wait!” he said as he rolled over then slid the sheer curtain aside so he could see her. “I just...just wanted to look,” he said feeling somewhat sheepish for saying that. He didn’t know where all of this boylike shyness was coming from but it was bloody damn inconvenient he decided...silently. Her skin was pale and she was fit and lithe and beautiful. She had nice curves where he felt she should in her nakedness as she filled a plate with the candied fruit, strawberries, cheese and nuts that were there. Though he did spy the wine sitting there and as she slid into bed he got up. He paused feeling that awkward shyness again but fair was fair he decided though it did feel like her eyes were like fingers when they traced over his body. He popped the cork and filled two pewter glasses and brought them over. He saw where her eyes went though and more color bloomed in his cheeks as he shifted to sit onto the bed across from her. He handed her a glass and sighed contentedly then took a sip of the wine. “You are beautiful Calista,” he said as he saw her own cheeks colored as his eyes traced back over her breasts.

OOC-did we want to leave it here?

ooc: I think we could though lets assume that they had 2 or 3 days to be in those rooms together. So they got to know one anothers bodies much better in that time...incase it comes up later.

ooc: Also, where did you wish to go next?

OOC-I honestly don't have anything in mind. We could stay with Eldarion and Calista for now as they get ready to leave Minas Tirith and then go back to Cole and Aviana with the baby.

ooc: new thread