War... and a wedding postponement

[Lady Edfeil]

War... war had broken out in Fryseland. Nae matter the assurances that it was but a border conflict and would be dealt with soon, she could nae truly believe 't. So many a week, month.. had been spent preparing for this day, but there was nae a possibility now of having the ceremony that was planned for only three days from now. How could they wed, nae just without King Magnus present to give his blessing, but with Fryseland at war, men possibly dying on the battle field?

They needed to postpone. And mayhap.. She shuddered at the thought. Was this her fault? Was it the curse itself that was spoken of in so many a whisper during Gregor's absence. She nae knew. She but knew the humiliation of writing the letters one by one to those that were probably about to embark on their journeys right now, telling them they would need postpone the wedding due to Frances attack on Fryseland.
She would need to confer with the Master Sergeant to see what Windstorm could and should do. There were so many things that needed to be done now. And none.. were last day wedding preparations.



((on an ooc note, for those who do not know, the wedding had to be moved due to the fact that my husband's grandmother died RT and this weekend is the memorial service. I will be here at home, but iwth two boys by myself it is just not the right time to give my attention to the wedding ceremony. It will not be postponed long: November 10th is our new date.))

[Lady Edfeil]

Nae news. She knew she should nae expect ought yet, but she could nae help such. Her mind whirled with questions and worries. Would they be able to avoid battle? Would the sight of the Frysian knights and the threat of allies be enough to deterr the barons that had invaded the borderlands? Or would there be fighting. Would men be dying on the field? Would Ulbrecht be placing himself in danger? And what of Harald? Would the young prince be forever changed by this experience? She had naught but questions and worries, nae just about the wedding but about those of her future family.

[Dieter]

And so it went, after the excitement of the previous evening the Princess Inka sought out the Queen in the early afternoon, finding a quiet spot to sit and apologize for causing such an uproar the previous night. Speaking of her own worry and concern over her youngest brother-in-law, fear that even his great strength can only withstand such a burden for so long, and it has been eight years already. Taking the chance to just talk woman to woman of the family Inka is now part of, and Edfeil would soon join, sharing stories of the younger Dieter, the youngest of the family, yet determined that anything his elder brothers could do, he could do as well...Of his going to study with the Order, and of his time in Court once he had returned, the dashing Knight, the King's Own Blade. Making some decidedly improper remarks of certain of the Court who had hoped to capture the young Prince, normal enough in any Court as they enjoy a afternoon together without the menfolk.

[Lady Edfeil]

It was hard to describe the panic she had felt when she'd heard of Inka down there in the dungeons. When she'd fled from the room she had nae known that Burhart too had been down. Yet the idea of the beast in front of Inka, in front of the child she carried had temporarily robbed her of thought. And she had rushed down. While the door between them had been closed and firmly, it had frightened her to hear the beast awakened and for once she had given order. For Inka to be taken upstairs. The woman had collapsed against her husband in tears, brought on by pregnancy and the shock of the discovery. She could but imagine what the image would have done to her. Even she avoided the dungeons when she nae needed to be there, and she had been.. introduced to the view of Dieter thus very slowly.

She would listen to Inka, and smile at the portrayal of a Dieter she had nae known, the dashing young man, the golden prince in a way, far enough removed from the throne but with the attraction of power that came from family, heritage, riches, body and mind... She smiled at the image. Part of her wished to restore such to him and part of her wished, even iffen the curse could be lifted he could nae return to what he was before. He would be changed forever. And what was.. a curse to him was freedom to others. His own body a jail.*

He will nae fail.. *she said simply* There be a strength within him. And I nae will .. allow him to fail. I be but a woman, but what.. strength I have will be added to his. It nae was a.. coincidence that brought him to this path. There be God's power as well as that of darkness.. and sometimes He chooses a champion..