Special Event #2 Greta Reed´s and Daemon Lannister´s wedding (Everyone related or having any sort of connection to the charries/families invited ♥)

Greta was finishing to have her hair fixed by her maids and was getting really tired of their perfectionism, even though, she couldn't lie about that, she loved her look. She was wearing her beautiful wedding dress, it was white and red and made her look like a queen. It was said that every woman looked at her best on her wedding day, but she was sure that no woman could be as beautiful as she was in that moment. She grinned satisfied looking at her reflection in the mirror, then sighed annoyed "Are you done?" she asked angrily at the maids. They were already late, and though nobody expected the bride to arrive in time, she was getting more and more irritated. It took them other twenty minutes to finish, but then she was finally free to stand up and walk away from her room. The maids escorted her toward the sept's entrance, where her father was waiting for her: that was for her the worst part of the ceremony, having to be so close to him. At least, she told herself, it was going to be over soon, and it was going to be over once and for all. He gave her his arm, but she only touched him slightly, not allowing him to come any closer to her. Her father grimaced, but she didn't care. They were ready to go. With steady steps, they entered in the sept.

Daemon has been taking the day easy though he hasn´t been able to shake his nervousness. Was this wedding really a good idea and their best option? Nevertheless there he stood, near the septon and dressed in his family´s colors, red and gold, waiting for his bride to arrive and join him. During his wait though he had some time to look at all the people who arrived to take part of the ceremony. There of course were all of the Lannister family and of house Reed but also a lot of Daemons clients and partners from all over the world as well as all the members of the houses sworn to his and Gretas family. Not to forget a lot of guests with varry reasons.
After a while however the door was finally opened and Greta entered looking absolutely beautiful leaving Daemon, as well as most other male guests, without words for some time. When she finally arrived at his side in front of the septon he slightly reached down and whispered to her. "You look stunning."

Olena was sitting with her family in the most important seats, right in front of the space where Daemon stood and where his bride would be soon as well. She was sitting next to her dad, her arms crossed and a frowned face: she didn't understand all of this. She didn't understand that at all. Why did uncle Daemon had to get married? She didn't want him to have a wife! She didn't want a stranger staying with them... wasn't master Dalben enough? Why all of a sudden they needed more people? She had never seen Daemon's soon-to-be wife, but that wasn't the point, the point was she was not family and Olena surely wasn't going to consider her family. She didn't want to be there either, but her father would scold her if she tried to leave so she was forced to stay. After a waiting that to Olena seemed endless, the doors opened and the bride entered, escorted by her father. She looked stunning, and Olena hated her even more for that. "Daddy, is it over yet?" she asked wining to Phoebus.

Greta crossed the nave by her father's side: she looked beautiful and self-confident. There was no hint of nervousness in her, is she was agitated she was surely doing a great job hiding it. Truth was, though, she wasn't nervous at all: being the center of attention, being admired by everyone for her beauty and her grace... she was a show off, that was just her stuff! She flashed a radiant smile to Nita and aunt Meera and tooka brief look at the Lannister family that she hadn't had time to meet before. As she finally reached the altar and approached Daemon, she could finally let go of her father: she felt a huge satisfaction doing so, knowing that she didn't have to share anything else with that man, not even his name. As Daemon whispered to her, she grinned "Told you I was going to be the center of attention" she replied in a whisper, winking to him "You don't look bad yourself" she added after a short while. That wasn't quite right, though. He was absolutely charming, dressed so elegantly in the colors of his house!

Ishizu Clegane made sure that she was indeed on time. She was not one to make her house look bad, even if she did not agree with who she was sworn to and/or what they did. As she moved to sit closer up front somewhere behind Olena. She took a moment to enjoy the gold decorations, but thought that there was a bit to much red. She move her attention to Daemon and noted his nervousness. 'And how could he not be so? He is marrying to someone who was 20 years younger than him! No, this is farce and folly. This has to be something more, like a cover up.' She thought to herself. She then turned her head and watched as Greta came down the isle. 'And how could she at all be okay with this?' She thought looking Greta over once she reached Daemon. She may have hated Lannisters, but she had to like a little of the family. She decided that she would try to keep her mouth shut at least until after the ceremony.

Cale was sitting in the seats with his uncle and cousins, feeling restless with sitting through some long ceremony such as this. He didn't do good with long events such as these. Even if it was the wedding of his father and some young woman. Well he wouldn't call her a woman. She was practically four years younger than him. Oh great. This was reminding him of the stories about his grandfather's forced marriage to Sansa Stark. Especially about the difference in ages. But at least this wedding didn't seem to be going to way the wedding of Tyrion Lannister and Sansa Stark.

The young lannister glanced to the side, raising an eyebrow at the sight of the bride entering through the opening doors toward the altar. She was quite a beauty and it seemed that the bride knew that of herself as well. Well at least she had pride, a trait famous among Lannisters. Cale smirked slightly at hearing his dear little cousin whinning about the ceremony being over yet, although he was feeling a bit antsy as well. He glanced once more over at the bride before centering his gaze upon his father. No matter what. Cale wasn't going to be calling that girl, mother or anything of the sort.

Nita was sitting next to her mother in the sept, wearing a green dress. She wondered how it was with Greta. She looked at Daemon and his family, all wearing red. Cale Lannister seemed a bit restless and the youngest daughter of Phoebus Lannister didn't seem to be satisfied. Everything would be different for a while, she could understand that. Things would also be a bit different for herself when she got married to Garrett. She turned her head toward the door as Greta and uncle Robert was on their to the altar. Both she and Meera sent Greta a smile when she sent them a smile, she really seemed to be confident. When she looked at the couple, she knew that Greta would fit in to the family.

Meera was still angry at Robert, and he hadn't talked to her when he discovered that she had helped Greta with the last preparations to the wedding. She couldn't believe that man! Greta couldn't take care of everything and she needed to be well rested before the big day. Once Greta entered the sept with her father, she sent Greta a warm heartily smile toward her. Her niece was really beautiful. She seemed so self-confident. Robert took place next to her and she gave him a warning look when he murmered something rude. She really wanted to give him a kick at the leg, but that wouldn't be appreciated in a wedding.

After the couple stood together right in front of the septon it was time for him to start the real ceremony. Like at any other wedding in the believe of the faith of seven the septon requested Daemon to cloak his bride which he did smiling within one simple move. At these kind of situation it was helpful that Greta was so tiny.

As the septon pronounced the words "You may now cloak the bride and bring her under your protection", Daemon obeyed and put his cloak around Greta's shoulders: Greta didn't even need to move or bend, Daemon was more than tall enough. She smiled back at him: she was tempted to say something but she decided to bite her tongue, there were too many people watching them.
Following the septon's instructions, she joined her right hand with Daemon's left hand, and the septon proceeded to tie them together with a ribbon, pronouncing the words "In the sight of the Seven, I hereby seal these two souls, binding them as one, for eternity." Greta wasn't feeling much the pressure, but her heart did miss a beat at the septon's words and for a moment she tightened her grip on Daemon's hand.
"Look upon one another and say the words." as the septon instructed so, Greta turned toward Daemon. For along, incredibly weird moment, she felt like she was actually looking at him for the first time: she knew little about him, she had met him for the first time only 10 days before, and he was so much older than her... but he was charming, experienced, intelligent, such an interesting company... for the first time she realized she felt really lucky to be given as his wife. She didn't want a boy, she never did, she wanted a man, and she couldn't hope in a better man. With a shy smile, a smile that Daemon had never witnessed on her, she started pronouncing with him the vow: "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger, I am his and he is mine from this day until the end of my days."

When their hands got tied and Gretas grip tightened in nervousness Daemon gave her a gentle squeeze as well as a kind trying to cool her down a little. The smile however turned quickly into a smirk since it was new and over all unexpected to see his bride with a very shy smile. Then though it was time for the two of them to say the vow and complete the ceremony. "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger, I am hers and she is mine from this day until the end of my days."

Olena was getting more and more bored. She tried to sneak away a couple of times but her sister Rose kept catching her. "I'm bored!!!" she whispered to her sister, who shushed her and made her sit again in her seat. While Daemon and Greta's hands were joined, Olena even managed to throw herself on Cale, and refused to move from him no matter her sister's complains. "Is it over now?" she asked loud enough as they finished to pronounce the vows.

Rose had managed to get Olena back to her seat after mutiple attempts to run away. ''Please it's done soon enough.'' She whispered back. Trying to stay kind to her but also firm. Understanding very well that she wouldn't want to sit through a wedding ceremony.. But they had to. Olena threw herself on Cale much to Rose's dismay. Sometimes she just couldn't control her little sister the way she would've liked to. ''Olena!'' She whispered when her sister complained loudly. Sighing and shaking her head. It was worse enough that they had to watch a little girl from another house marry their uncle. She took hold of Olena's hand. ''Now sit back up please.''

Nita's hand searched for her mother's hand and hugged it tightly when she found her hand. The moment came when Daemon cloaked Greta. The red colour really suited Greta. Now she was a Lannister. Both her and her mother struggled to not laugh as little Olena Lannister loudly asked, "Is it over now?" If Nita had said something like that, her mother would have been furious.

Greta herself had to contain herself from laughing at little Olena's words, shouting in her mind 'little brat!', but she kept smiling. She wouldn't let the little thing ruin her big day. Now she was a Lannister, Greta Lannister, wife of Daemon Lannister... it did sound nice... smiling to the crowd and still holding hands with Daemon, she followed him down the altair and out of the sept: it was time for the banquet now.

Soon enough, everyone left the sept and joined them in the big lounge, taking a seat. It didn't pass long before any kind of exquisite dish was brought to them accompanied by lots and lots of fine wine. Greta was sitting with Daemon in the table reserved for them, they could see and be seen by anyone in the room. The dishes were delicious, but she decided to take only a bit of it, she wasn't really hungry. Her father was sitting not far from where she was, but she stubbornly avoided to look at him, like he wasn't even there. Instead, she smiled to Nita and Meera and took some time to analyze the Lannisters: it was the first time she actually met them all!

Meera had noticed that Greta was avoiding her father's look during the banquet, but she didn't blame her. She sent Greta a smile when she was smiling toward them. She remembered when Robert had entrusted Greta to her, she was so young and in sorrow after her mother had died. Now, she was married and she really seemed to be proud. It would take time for her to let it sink in that she was married to Daemon Lannister and stepmother to Cale Lannister. She looked around a bit, it was more different than from when she got married.

Cale was smirking slightly at the whining of his young cousin, glancing down to see that she had thrown herself into his lap. "Almost." He muttered under his breath to his younger cousin, sending Rose an amused expression. It was going to be particularly funny when or if his father's new bride had to deal with Olena. I hope you can hold yourself up against a full fledged young lannister child, Cale thought to himself in amusement.
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He sighed softly as he glanced around the banquet and analyzed a few of the servants, finding a few to his like. The young lannister then turned his attention back onto the wedding couple, noticing that his father's new wife was inspecting her new family. Was she going to say anything? it would be nice for her or one of his polite cousins to speak up and break the silence. Geez, he really wished that his grandfather was here. Cale drunk some of his wine before setting it down and leaning back in his seat. "About time we got to meet the new addition to the Lannister house." he tilted his head to the side as he stared at Greta with an observing gaze. "So can we get this awkward silence over already? You first, miss little bride." he commented with a slight grin.

Olena's outburst made Ishizu more than a little too happy. It made her sit back and remind her just for certain reasons why she hated some Lannisters but loved, or rather enjoyed other Lannisters. Of course she had a certain concern for Cale and Olena realized, once the wedding was over, that Cale now had a Step-Mother. And this Step-Mother was unfortunately younger than him. Poor Olena is going to be in the care of a rather unprepared and under-taught Baby. And NO DOUBT that Cale will treat her more like a annoying little sister of a brat rather than any thing actually close enough to a mother. . . She thought it over for a moment in her head about Greta, snickering the whole time.

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As they moved from the wedding hall to banquet room, Ishizu was a bit more than grateful to know that she no longer had to hold her tongue. She had moved her head covering to waist, thus it was only accentuating her perfect slender shape even more. She wanted to know more on Greta so she could pass a more acceptable judgement on her, or discover something to prove this marriage to more of a farce and folly. She saw that Cale was now near the newly weds, and agreed upon what Cale moving closer to have better access for a conversation. In a moments notice, she standing off handedly to Cale's side and spoke up slightly so that only he, Cale had hopefully heard her. "If you please for a moment forgive the intrusion Cale. I just wanted to say that I am undoubtedly and unapologetic to say that I am sorry for your gain." She attempt at whispering with a Cheshire-like lips.

As much as Olenas behavior was more than rude Daemon couldn´t help but smirk at his niece behavior. Such a cute little demon. Just like her father in their very young days. Now however that Greta was offically his wife it was time to move on with the to do list of tradition and lead the newest member od the Lannister family to the big lounge where the banquet was hold.

Finally sitting though still observed by everyone Daemon was able to relax. The worst part that had to be done was already over and now it was time to enjoy the delicious meal as well as some delicate wine. Finally!

Greta was tasting a small piece of meat when Cale stood up and asked her to talk. Any other bride would probably blush and be embarrassed by the situation, but she wasn't any other bride, now was she? With a grin "I'm sorry that you consider this music an awkward silence, after all your family payied quite a lot for those musicians" It was true, and the music was beautiful, or so Greta thought, but she could still understand what her new son-in-law was saying "But if you do prefer the sound of my voice I won't be the one who'll refuse to talk." She was witty and sharp-tongued as always, but at least she wasn't being offensive nor ironic. "And I do apologize for my inability to meet you all earlier than my wedding day" she continued, knowing that she held only part of the responsibilities, and probably not the biggest one "but my dear father here" she continued with an even sweeter tone, but who knew her could sense the poison on her tongue while she talked about the father "was so kind to rush this wedding and leave on me all the responsibilities for it" Robert, Greta's father, got paler with rage, but he didn't dare to say anything "so, you see, my free time grew quite thin, I hope that you'll be kind enough to forgive me. As well as, obviously, welcome me into your family, but that went without saying." she finished smiling sweetly to Cale and extending her smile to everyone else in the Lannister family: after all, she could be fine on her own, but she surely did hope that her new family would accept her...

Madeline was sit with her whole family: her father, her sisters and her cousin. She was quite excited for her uncle's wedding even if it sounded really weird for her that Daemon was going to marry a girl who was her same age. Weird, but not unusual between the noble houses. She knew it well.

As the ceremony finished Madeline couldn't help but sighed of relief, one more minute in the sept and she wouldn't have account for her actions towards Olena. Luckily Rose managed to keep her calm till the end of the wedding.
She followed the rest of her family in the big lounge, sitting down at the table with the rest of her family. The food seemed delicious and everyone was having a good time, but Madeline could sense some tension in the air, especially from her cousin Cale. It was obvious that he didn't like that wedding. She shock her head sightly as he spoke, but stood quiet. She didn't want to 'antagonize' her new aunt, especially since it was the first time that she was meeting her.
When Greta spoke and then turned her attention towards the family, Madeline replied at her smile with a tight and awkward smile, not sure how to interpret her words.

Cale glanced to the side to see that it had been Ishizu who had whispered this to him. “I wouldn’t call it much of a gain. As long as it doesn’t interfere with how I live my life, then I really don’t care.” He whispered back to Ishizu in a nonchalant tone. Cale quickly switched his gaze back onto the new bride with some interest, quirking an eyebrow at her grin. Oh? So we really got a confident one here. She was little but seemed to be full of pride and confidence. Smart tongued as well. He chuckled softly under his breath in amusement at her words. “We pay quite a lot for a lot of things.“ He never did care for music much unless his partners wanted to dance of course. But he was pretty much about drinking, horseback riding, sword fighting, and screwing.

Cale smirked in delight as she continued on with her witty remarks. Oh, she was going to be fun. At least his father didn’t marry a bore. “I prefer to be out horseback riding rather than sitting here at this banquet. Or screwing a delightful servant in my room.” He added the last part with a Cheshire grin. The young lannister wasn’t the one to sit still for long. It was taking him a lot of patience to not get up and drag off one of the servants that caught his eye. As she started upon the talk of responsibilities of the wedding and her father, Cale glanced over to where the Reed family was and noticed the paling older man with amusement. There was some tension between father and daughter it seemed. If this man expressed his anger at a wedding, then he’d probably bring shame to the family. And also be reprimanded by Cale’s father most likely.

“I’ll welcome you to the family. Seems like you’d fit in perfectly, better than some of my cousins actually.” He paused for moment as his eyes shifted over at Madeline with sheer amusement before returning his sharpened gaze upon Greta. “But there’s no way I’ll be calling you, mother.” Cale stated at first with a grin before frowning slightly at the end.

She sat there just listening to everybody. Having her arms crossed. A giggle escaped her lips when Cale told the baby they called bride that he wouldn't be calling her mother. ''You shouldn't really..'' She said looking at Cale. ''After all she isn't a pure blood Lannister...'' Rose took a sip of her wine. Looking at the petite girl she didn't seem like she could birth many children either. ''Let's all hope you're a fruitfull girl..And will be able to give your husband some children...'' She said. trying to sound nice. But not necassarily caring if it didn't sound nice. ''And then have those children grow up as a true lannister should obviously.''

"Oh, they will!" Nita replied. Just last night when she and Greta was preparing to go to bed, she had a new vision. This time it was showing Daemon holding their new-born baby and Greta was smiling proudly in the bed.