Discussions with Irri
"So how would you like your wedding? Extravagant storybook like"
She smiles as she thinks about this, all her life she had dismissed any thoughts of marrying anyone since she was a slave and because of this, never thought about it , until now that is. Is she going to marry him, she should make every second count so she parted her lips and made her decision. Arnette nodded in approval. Then he looked at her and asked,
Would you dance with me on the wedding day?
Dance? How did one dance? She had seen people moving around at Daenerys's and khal drogo's wedding, but she did not yet know that could qualify as "dancing". She timidly looked down at her feet, shook her head and said nothing.
Ok, he said
and bent over to kiss her lips this made her grab him and embrace him, it was a firm yet delicate embrace and spoke as much volumes of their feelings for one another as it did of their bright future ahead. Time seemed to slow down when they were together, as if the world and everything created took a pause to watch what was going on, slowly, quietly, almost desperately so, as if the slightest inkling of movement would interrupt this love filled moment. He kissed her again and told her he loved her. How strong their love is cannot be measured in words but rest assured even the Gods Knew how strong it was. The love couples of old would look at them and be amazed at their strong bond. She let go of him and said she needed to make her way to Daenerys for it was her turn to sleep next to her Khaleesi and her husband to be would sleep alone tonight. They were to be married on the next full Moon in the sight of Gods and men and then consummate their marriage with the sight of everyone upon them be they dothraki or not because as we all know,"it is known". Oh Gods how it is known.