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OOC Note: The wedding of Tobias and Alycia is going to be set in December of 2019. We've decided that the best way to approach it is to just assume that everyone's relevant officials have been invited. So feel free to join the thread if you like.
IC:
7 December 2019
12:29 pm
On a Saturday
Astissa, Norsos
Astissa gleamed. It seemed to have gotten more magnificent since the last time Tobias saw it. The White Palace seemed radiant. It was quite a change from
Býkonsviði. The Prydanian capital was recovering to be sure, but the city still carried scars from the Civil War. Astissa, however, seemed like a city on a hill to the young Prydanian King.
He could hardly believe he was there either. He had visited Astissa before, to be with Alycia. All of that...it just seemed unreal though. He had trained himself to not worry about the future. It was a harsh lesson he had learned from the War. He had enjoyed his time with Alycia in the moment. Even after proposing...the wedding seemed like a distant, far-off date. Only...here it was. He gulped as his limousine made its way through the Norsos capital. He breathed deep to calm himself.
“You’re doing ok?”
“Yeah, Rylond” Tobias replied to his close friend and best man.
“Just nervous I guess.”
“You’re getting married my dude” Rylond laughed, “it’s ok to be nervous.”
Tobias nodded as he looked out the window. The streets were lined by people waving Norsi and Prydanian flags. He felt his heart thumping in his chest as the motorcade arrived at the White Palace.
“No, seriously man, you doing ok?” Rylond asked again, knowing when his friend was well and truly nervous.
“I just...I never thought I’d be here. That I’d actually be here. Married.”
Tobias let his mind wander. Through everything he’d been through in his young life, he was on the verge of his wedding day. And it all seemed like it was about to overwhelm him. Rylond could sense that in his friend too.
“Toby, you’re sure you want to go through with this?” He regretted saying it as soon as it left his mouth. What was he doing? Sewing doubt in the mind of someone in a wedding that couldn’t be called off without it being a huge scandal? He tried to backtrack, but he was so shocked at his own stupidity that he couldn’t speak.
The question had a different effect on Tobias, however. It allowed him to think about what was happening clearly. Everything else about this wedding- the preparations, the expectations, it had consumed him. Rylond’s question, however, put everything in focus. Was he sure he wanted to do this?
“Yeah. More sure than I am about anything else in the world.”
IC:
7 December 2019
12:29 pm
On a Saturday
Astissa, Norsos
Astissa gleamed. It seemed to have gotten more magnificent since the last time Tobias saw it. The White Palace seemed radiant. It was quite a change from
Býkonsviði. The Prydanian capital was recovering to be sure, but the city still carried scars from the Civil War. Astissa, however, seemed like a city on a hill to the young Prydanian King.
He could hardly believe he was there either. He had visited Astissa before, to be with Alycia. All of that...it just seemed unreal though. He had trained himself to not worry about the future. It was a harsh lesson he had learned from the War. He had enjoyed his time with Alycia in the moment. Even after proposing...the wedding seemed like a distant, far-off date. Only...here it was. He gulped as his limousine made its way through the Norsos capital. He breathed deep to calm himself.
“You’re doing ok?”
“Yeah, Rylond” Tobias replied to his close friend and best man.
“Just nervous I guess.”
“You’re getting married my dude” Rylond laughed, “it’s ok to be nervous.”
Tobias nodded as he looked out the window. The streets were lined by people waving Norsi and Prydanian flags. He felt his heart thumping in his chest as the motorcade arrived at the White Palace.
“No, seriously man, you doing ok?” Rylond asked again, knowing when his friend was well and truly nervous.
“I just...I never thought I’d be here. That I’d actually be here. Married.”
Tobias let his mind wander. Through everything he’d been through in his young life, he was on the verge of his wedding day. And it all seemed like it was about to overwhelm him. Rylond could sense that in his friend too.
“Toby, you’re sure you want to go through with this?” He regretted saying it as soon as it left his mouth. What was he doing? Sewing doubt in the mind of someone in a wedding that couldn’t be called off without it being a huge scandal? He tried to backtrack, but he was so shocked at his own stupidity that he couldn’t speak.
The question had a different effect on Tobias, however. It allowed him to think about what was happening clearly. Everything else about this wedding- the preparations, the expectations, it had consumed him. Rylond’s question, however, put everything in focus. Was he sure he wanted to do this?
“Yeah. More sure than I am about anything else in the world.”
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