Ashe took a shaky breath as she stood in front of a full body mirror, it was her wedding day and she did not expect to feel so unnerved about it. Most women would be happy and cheerful about this day, but Ashe was not, she was not ready to do this but she had too for the sake of Freljlord's future.
Her blue, gold and white gown hung at her feet as her hair was flat against her back and at the ends of it were gold rings that held her hair in place, leaving some of the light blue streams of hair to fall across her shoulder. She was like the snow that fell outside her window, so soft yet so fragile.
One of the bridesmaids entered the room with a bundle of flowers in her hand and a few hair clips in the other. Ashe was happy to see the bridesmaid had arrived; she needed someone to calm her nerves down.
"Oh geez aren't ready yet, what are you doing Ashe you have a wedding to attend to in less than five minutes!" the bridesmaid closed the door behind her as she rushed over towards Ashe and started to fiddle with her hair and tightened the back of the dress.
Ashe let a small smile creep across her face; it was like seeing an old friend again. "Alright Jessie not too tight, I want to be able to still breath after today." Ashe sighed quietly as she heard Jessie giggle.
After tightening the back of the dress and laying Ashe's hair across her back she spun her around to notice that she hadn't even put her heels on.
"What am I going to do with you if you ever leave me?" Jessie smiled as she pulled the heels out from under the table and set them in front of Ashe.
"I honestly don't know what I would do without you Jessie, but I do know what I will do with you now." Ashe grins as she sits onto the stool behind her and attempts to put the heels on.
Jessie snickered at the sight of Ashe struggling with the wedding dress while walking behind her and untying the back of the dress. Ashe fell forward from the sudden loss of tightness around her torso.
Slipping her heels onto her feet as she sat up straight to let Jessie retighten the strings in the back of the dress, it was almost time to go into the main hall. Ashe was not looking forward to this day, but it was best for her people.
Jessie stood up after finishing her job; she was rather pleased with how her Queen and former old friend looked.
"You ready Ashe?" Jessie helped her up off the stool as she studied her facial expression.
Sighing quietly as she accepted the aiding hand of her friend and walked towards the full body mirror once more. Her blue, gold and white dress was once her mother's as it was passed down to her for this special day.
"Ready as I'll ever be. Hopefully…" Ashe turned around to see her old friends large smile, looking slight confused from the look she turned back towards the full body mirror to see the bundle of flowers sitting on the stool.
Walking over and picking them up Ashe nervously counted every petal on each flower. Jessie opened the door as she let Ashe walk past and through the hallway leading towards the main hall.
Jessie quickly caught up with her as she slowed Ashe down before they reached the door to the main hall. "Hold on hold on! You forgot something my Queen." Jessie held in her hand Ashe's quiver and steel glove.
Ashe thanked her as she tossed her quiver across her back and put her steel glove on her right bow hand, looking at the door before her while inhaling deeply. Jessie put her hand onto Ashe's shoulder before grabbing the door knob and leading her into the main hall.
There were rolls of Freljlordian soldiers dressed in bright blue and sterling silver armor, along with barbarian troops lined up in seats and standing side by side. There were many of the townsfolk of Rakelstake came to see the crowning of the Queen and King.
Standing by many of the soldier's side was a large yeti and a young boy on its back, Ashe smiled warmly after seeing the young boy wave at her. Perched high above the soldiers and barbarians resting on one of the solid ice pillars was a large but beautiful bird made of ice and crystals.
Ashe moved her eyes away from everyone as she caught glances of a well-dressed barbarian near the end of all the soldiers; he was well built tall and handsome, his hair was pulled back in a long ponytail as his teal eyes locked onto Ashe.
Feeling the tug on her arm from Jessie, Ashe continued to walk down the main hall and towards the barbarian and priest. Many things ran through her mind as everything moved in slow motion, was she really ready to do this for her people? Of course she was this was the only way to keep Noxus at bay from the attacks.
Just a few days ago she and Tryndamere, the Barbarian King had sat down and spoke with the Council of Equity once again to apply for the League's protection over Freljlord.
They denied her the first time because the population was insufficient along with lacking both a defined governmental structure and the means to police itself. But they could not deny her this time, recently obtaining leadership of Freljlord's two united tribes followed along with the might and numbers of Tryndamere's barbarians, they were accepted into the League's protection.
Ashe snapped back into reality after being lost in thought, seeing that she was face to face with the Barbarian King she couldn't help but notice he was clean shaved.
It was about time to get the ceremony started, the town's priest had joined the two on this day to bind them together as King and Queen, and he was dressed in royal blue robes with a white scarf-like cloth around his neck as it hung freely across his shoulders. The priest was an elder man maybe in his seventies if Ashe was to guess.
Clearing his throat before opening his book, he turned his attention towards Ashe first and then towards Tryndamere second. "Are we ready to begin?" called out the elder priest with a slightly loud tone.
Ashe and Tryndamere nodded towards the elder priest at the same time as they returned their gaze to each other. The elder priest glanced down at his book before stepping back and clearing his throat once more.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of our ancestors, and in the face of this company, to join together this Man and this Woman in holy Matrimony; which is an honorable estate, signifying unto us the mystical union that is between this Church and is commended of our ancestors to be honorable among all men: and therefore is not by any to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly; but reverently, discreetly, advisedly, soberly. Into this holy estate these two people present come now to be joined. If any man can show just cause, why they may not lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter forever hold his peace."
The elder priest caught his breath as the room was silent waiting for someone to deny the two to be married, no one had spoken up.
Ashe nodded towards the elder priest to continue along with the marriage as she stood firmly before everyone.
The elder priest set his book down after marking his page so he wouldn't forget; sitting behind him was a royal blue pillow that held two crowns. One for the Queen and one for the King, lifting the pillow up as his hands shook a little before handing it towards Ashe.
Holding her hands out as the elder priest handed her the pillow before turning back towards Tryndamere while she held the pillow out for him to grab one of the crowns.
He took her crown and placed it gently onto her head before moving away and standing firmly in his stance, Ashe took his crown off the pillow as she handed the royal blue pillow back to the elder priest.
Ashe held the crown over Tryndamere's head as he lowered himself down some so she could place it, before she had put it onto his helmet she spoke loudly for everyone to hear her.
"I Queen Ashe, now crown you, King Tryndamere." Placing the crown onto his helmet as it fit perfectly, many of the barbarians and soldiers raised their voices loud as they cheered towards the two.
The ice crystal bird known as the League Champion Anivia flapped her wings while a strong gust of wind rushed through the large room as she created a small snow storm. The snow was like glitter in the air, it sparkled as it landed softly onto many of the soldiers and barbarians alike.
The elder priest clapped proudly as Ashe turned away from Tryndamere and focused on everyone else, smiling warmly towards the yeti and young child on his back, calling the two out as she stepped down from the stairs.
"I would like to appoint League Champion Nunu as Freljord's League Emissary and I vow that: The city-state of Freljord will never scorn its Yeti brethren, or any of its citizens, regardless of species, tribe, custom, or affiliation." Ashe smiled once more as she looked towards Nunu and William.
Ashe turned towards Sejuani before continuing her speech.
"As a token of this promise I would like to offer you Sejuani, The Winter's Claw. A seat on Freljord's new Royal Advisory Council" Ashe spoke proudly towards the woman as she waited for a response.
Sejuani emerged from the crowd with a frown painted across her face, "Princess Ashe is no more my queen than are the traitors who put her there. Anyone unable to see through this ruse is as much responsible for the perversion of our culture as Ashe."
Loud stomping of feet could be heard as hundreds of Yeti's entered the room from the side door that led to the outside gardens of Freljord, Nunu and William stood before all of the yeti's as the young child spoke as loud as he could.
"Queen Ashe is just what we've been looking for; she's got the full support of me and the Yeti's and we're good support to have!" Nunu lifted his hands up as William let out a sound that sounded almost like a cheer. The yeti's behind the two followed along with the cheering.
The Ceremony had ended as the after party started many of the Freljlordian soldiers and townsfolk of Rakelstake joined together as many feasts and others danced to the music that had been playing at the time. It was a rather up-beat song that would make everyone feel like dancing.
Tryndamere rose up his mug of brew that the League Champion Gragas had brought to the party, although he was late (like always) to see the crowning he did happen to bring the fun to the party.
Ashe sat beside Tryndamere as she watched her people rejoice and enjoy their selves without worry; she looked around the area of Jessie. Without any luck she did not spot her friend within the crowds of dancing and singing to the music.
The party roared louder as the evening began to set into the lowering sun, Tryndamere had finally settled his barbarians down as he raised his mug of beer up once more prepared for a speech.
"Finally, we have a voice in this land. Finally, we can be seen for what we truly are: proud and noble warriors, finally; my brothers finally." Tryndamere roared as he rose his mug up higher for his barbarian brothers to follow along.
Cheering could be heard from outside of the main hall as he barbarians cheered and roared to Tryndamere's speech.
The night was cold in Freljlord as everyone had settled down after the party and most of the townsfolk had returned to their warm homes, many of the barbarians spent the name in hand-made tents outside of the castle till they could find a home within the kingdom.
Ashe looked outside of her window as the snow continued to fall down onto the ground below her room, today had went somewhat easier than she had thought. Although what had happened with Sejuani was something she had not expected to happen.
Turning her attention away from the falling snow as she glanced over towards her bed to see a slumbering (and snoring) man spread out on her silk and fur covers. A soft smile painted across her beautiful face as she walked towards the bed and lay across from the sleeping man.
Ashe stared at the ceiling of her room till she could finally fall into the quiet (non-snoring) darkness.