The Wedding Of Borus
Author's Notes: Firstly, I do not own any of the characters in this fanfiction. They belong to Konami's Genso Suikoden 3. Next, I'd like to warn you that some people might be out of character. Plus I think I'm dragging this story too long, bear with me. Last, but not least, please read and review. Thank you.
There's more to the story than this, but I've decided to end it here as the rest is pretty...R-rated...hehehe. Warning: Please, if you want to keep your fave characters' chaste, then don't go on. Visit the URL I've mentioned in the first chapter if you'd like to know how it ends. Happy New Year!
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"It would be against the honor of a knight to break his word. Now Sir Borus will marry me, good sir."
Although his life had been saved Galahad was none too happy. His good friend would have to endure this creature for the rest of his life. He owed Borus too much. Shaking his head, he said grimly,
"No, lady, I will not fail to do what I promised. You shall have all you wish if you follow me quietly."
"NO! I will do nothing of that sort. I want to be married openly or I would be shamed. Remember, captain, I have saved your life. I will follow you to Vinay del Zexay through the front gates. Lead the way, good sir."
Ashamed and depressed, Galahad had no choice but to bring her back through the city. As they rode into the bustling streets, heads turned as swiftly as heels ran, for the ugliness of the White Hag was the extreme in the world. People gagged or frowned in distaste while children screamed or fled. Never had they seen such an ugly thing and she instantly became the talk of the town.
Galahad rode on despite trying his best to distant himself from the foul woman. When they reached the halls the White Hag could wait no more.
"Captain Galahad, please bring me Sir Borus quickly. I want to be certain that you intend to marry us in front of all your knights...as you have promised."
Just then the Zexen Knights arrived with Borus leading. Gentlemen they were, as their expressions did not reveal their disgust for the foul creature. Borus the knight stepped forward and bowed,
"Captain Galahad, I am ready to do as I promised. Lady, I am ready to wed."
The White Hag would have blushed if her face allowed it, for she had never seen a better man than Sir Borus. He was a true knight: handsome, strong, honorable and chivalrous. So excited was she at becoming his wife that she requested the wedding to be held as soon as possible.
When she left to discuss the wedding plans with Galahad and Borus, not a single soul stayed quiet. Ladies gasped in horror when they knew of the wedding and wept. None had expected the knight of their dreams to be wedded so soon. It wouldn't have been so bad if he married any lady, but to see their beloved Sir Borus wed such an ugly creature was too much for some to take. Lady Lilly had fainted when she saw her and fainted again when she heard of the wedding. Life was just too cruel.
"Did you see her teeth?"
"You call those teeth? They were more like tusks! No, her hair was worse. Ugh!"
"Dear lord, I have never seen a neck like that before! Why is Sir Borus marrying her?"
The men were no calmer. Louis the squire was probably traumatized for the rest of his life while the other knights revolted at the very idea of the wedding. Pelise froze when she arrived and was quite upset that he knew nothing of this. Salome and Leo just shook their heads in disbelief, and even the calm Roland admitted that he had never seen such foulness. As hard as he tried to mask it, Percival could not hide his sympathy for his dear friend and comrade. Borus was a good man who did not deserve to wed such monstrosity. A Lizardfolk looked better.
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Preparations were made in a rush for the wedding when an outburst was heard from the meeting room.
"I shall marry in public! I had an agreement with the captain, I will be wedded at high noon and dine in the open hall. I shall do no less!"
The truth was, Lady Lilly and Salome suggested that Borus and the White Hag be married quietly and quickly the next day before everybody gets up. This would surely save Borus a lot of pain and shame. However, the White Hag would not hear of it. She demanded the grandest wedding and the largest feast, in which Galahad could not refuse. All were still confused as to how this wedding came to be. Borus was quiet all this while and he kept his expression blank, no one knew what he was thinking.
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The next morning was a hectic one. All the nobles and knights were present at the grand church and the ladies looked weary with heavy hearts. How could they let the world's ugliest woman take Sir Borus away? Many began to cry again even before the wedding started.
The Zexen Knights all stood by the isle as Borus' best men, but they didn't feel glad for their friend at all. Percival did not bother to hide his pity anymore. He couldn't sleep when his perverted mind imagined how Borus could deal with such a foul woman in his bed. In fact, he almost gagged a few times. That explained why he looked ill that day. Once again, Borus showed no emotions. He seemed to have entered a trance that made him so calm through it all. His usual frown or childish air was gone, replaced with gentle nothingness. It was disturbing.
The horns blew and the bride entered. The entire crowd gasped. A few exasperated cries were heard, but they were quickly stifled. The White Hag was dressed in her very best, with jewels around her whole body and gold around her thick neck. Her dress could buy a whole town and still had spare. But even her fancy attire could do little to mask her ugliness, and that was what shocked everyone. How could anyone look uglier with good clothes and make-up? Galahad walked her down the isle, quite reluctantly to be exact. He could not stop apologizing to Borus in his heart.
The two were officially wedded and the White Hag was happy. When the ceremony ended, all rushed to the dining hall. They wanted to get through this swiftly and return home where they could not see such foulness. However, dinnertime was worse. Sitting right between Galahad and Borus, the White Hag gulped food down like a pelican and tore at meat like a beast. Calling her table manners rude would be too polite. Her long and dirty nails served as knives and none dared to sit close. The knights ate little to none that night and the ladies continued weeping. Each one was too appalled to dine or even talk. The atmosphere felt like a funeral instead of a wedding. The dinner ended after the White Hag had eaten twenty-one servings of the meals. Weary and miserable, all guests returned home, praying for Borus' safety for the night.
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Before Borus returned to his bedchamber, all the knights sent him their condolences. Percival, however, said nothing. He put his arm on his friend's shoulder and gripped it firmly, as though assuring all would go well, but his eyes gave him away as they showed deep sympathy. Galahad patted Borus on the back while he bled inside, and promised to tell the story to everyone the next day. Borus decided to get through with it before he broke down and kill himself.
Upon entering the room, Borus seemed to have finally gotten out of his trance. His mind was racing with thoughts of escape. He started sweating profusely under his armor and cloak, his face remained expressionless. From yesterday till then, his mind seemed to have shut out all feelings and thoughts. The moment he thought 'Good heavens, that is my wife?', he knew he had to control his emotions. He was following orders and fulfilling his promise, thus he had to act like a knight. He was not to have regrets as the White Hag had indeed saved his leader. For that, he was grateful.
Now the time came when it was most difficult. Borus had never...been with a woman, nor had he imagined that his first would be...her. 'No, stop feeling revolted...you must get through this!' Once again, he did not understand why he was chosen. He knew nothing of the going-ons in bed. 'Get a grip. Stop feeling sorry for yourself!' Every muscle in his body urged him to back out, but his honor would not allow it. He had been wedded to the White Hag, thus as a husband, it was his duty to satisfy her in bed. All he could do now was pray, and hope she would tire soon and sleep the night away.
"Ah, Sir Borus, my love. Since I have married you, show me a little courtesy in bed. You can't possibly deny me that. You would most certainly act differently should I be beautiful. Kiss me at least, please."
"I-I will do more than kiss, my lady, I s-swear."
Without delaying his doom any further, Borus turned around to face his wife. ...Was that really his wife, the White Hag??
Standing in front of him was the most magnificent creature he had ever seen. The fairest woman alive, he would bet. With long, straight, silver hair and fair smooth skin, this woman seemed like a goddess. Dumbstruck by this vision, Borus breathed out,
"...What are you?"
"Why, m'lord, I am your wife. Why do you stare this way?"
"Ah! I-I'm sorry, fair lady. I didn't realize...I mean, you are so beautiful, yet earlier you were the ugliest woman I have ever seen. A-as happy as I may be, how is this so?"
Borus' face was red and he was flustering in his gestures. He was always bad in front of women, yet here he was, speaking to his wife, the most gorgeous woman in the world. The once called White Hag smiled at her husband's adorable confusion and said,
"M'lord, before I answer your question, I must tell you that my beauty will not hold. You would need to choose to have me beautiful during the day when men can see me and ugliest at night, or ugly in the day and beautiful in the nights. One way or the other, you would have to choose."
Borus was stunned. This was a tough choice. Indeed, he would regain his reputation and become the envy of both men and women alike. Plus, Borus would really want to see the look on Percival's face if he knew that he had the most beautiful woman as his wife. However, that would leave him with the hideous side at night, and that would really harm his potential of having kids. The opposite would prove disastrous as well. Borus had too many things in his mind for one night. At last, he decided,
"The choice is hard, m'lady. I really don't know what to choose, nor do I know what to say. I put the choice in your hand. Do what you want that will make you happy as I already am. Whatever you may choose, you will have my body, heart and everything. This I swear."
"Thank you, courteous knight. You shall have me beautiful both day and night for now I am worshipped. I was cursed by a jealous seer, may God have mercy on her, and I would stay deformed until the best of Zexen had married me and given me sovereignty over my life and his everything. And you, dear Borus, shall never be sorry for giving me sovereignty."
With that they embraced and kissed, glad that all ended well and happy. As they were heading into slumber in the morning, Borus just remembered to ask an important question.
"Dear lady, until now I do not know your name."
"I am Chris, m'lord. Chris Lightfellow."
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The dark-haired man fell out of his bed, creating a ruckus. Breathing heavily, he tried to recall the bizarre dream he had. The sound of running feet drew near and he quickly grabbed his mask before the door slammed open.
"Nadir, what happened?"
Nadir stood up and laughed embarrassedly,
"I apologize for the noise. It was just an odd dream... No wait, I think I've got a new script!"
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Fin~
Author's Notes: Firstly, I do not own any of the characters in this fanfiction. They belong to Konami's Genso Suikoden 3. Next, I'd like to warn you that some people might be out of character. Plus I think I'm dragging this story too long, bear with me. Last, but not least, please read and review. Thank you.
There's more to the story than this, but I've decided to end it here as the rest is pretty...R-rated...hehehe. Warning: Please, if you want to keep your fave characters' chaste, then don't go on. Visit the URL I've mentioned in the first chapter if you'd like to know how it ends. Happy New Year!
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"It would be against the honor of a knight to break his word. Now Sir Borus will marry me, good sir."
Although his life had been saved Galahad was none too happy. His good friend would have to endure this creature for the rest of his life. He owed Borus too much. Shaking his head, he said grimly,
"No, lady, I will not fail to do what I promised. You shall have all you wish if you follow me quietly."
"NO! I will do nothing of that sort. I want to be married openly or I would be shamed. Remember, captain, I have saved your life. I will follow you to Vinay del Zexay through the front gates. Lead the way, good sir."
Ashamed and depressed, Galahad had no choice but to bring her back through the city. As they rode into the bustling streets, heads turned as swiftly as heels ran, for the ugliness of the White Hag was the extreme in the world. People gagged or frowned in distaste while children screamed or fled. Never had they seen such an ugly thing and she instantly became the talk of the town.
Galahad rode on despite trying his best to distant himself from the foul woman. When they reached the halls the White Hag could wait no more.
"Captain Galahad, please bring me Sir Borus quickly. I want to be certain that you intend to marry us in front of all your knights...as you have promised."
Just then the Zexen Knights arrived with Borus leading. Gentlemen they were, as their expressions did not reveal their disgust for the foul creature. Borus the knight stepped forward and bowed,
"Captain Galahad, I am ready to do as I promised. Lady, I am ready to wed."
The White Hag would have blushed if her face allowed it, for she had never seen a better man than Sir Borus. He was a true knight: handsome, strong, honorable and chivalrous. So excited was she at becoming his wife that she requested the wedding to be held as soon as possible.
When she left to discuss the wedding plans with Galahad and Borus, not a single soul stayed quiet. Ladies gasped in horror when they knew of the wedding and wept. None had expected the knight of their dreams to be wedded so soon. It wouldn't have been so bad if he married any lady, but to see their beloved Sir Borus wed such an ugly creature was too much for some to take. Lady Lilly had fainted when she saw her and fainted again when she heard of the wedding. Life was just too cruel.
"Did you see her teeth?"
"You call those teeth? They were more like tusks! No, her hair was worse. Ugh!"
"Dear lord, I have never seen a neck like that before! Why is Sir Borus marrying her?"
The men were no calmer. Louis the squire was probably traumatized for the rest of his life while the other knights revolted at the very idea of the wedding. Pelise froze when she arrived and was quite upset that he knew nothing of this. Salome and Leo just shook their heads in disbelief, and even the calm Roland admitted that he had never seen such foulness. As hard as he tried to mask it, Percival could not hide his sympathy for his dear friend and comrade. Borus was a good man who did not deserve to wed such monstrosity. A Lizardfolk looked better.
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Preparations were made in a rush for the wedding when an outburst was heard from the meeting room.
"I shall marry in public! I had an agreement with the captain, I will be wedded at high noon and dine in the open hall. I shall do no less!"
The truth was, Lady Lilly and Salome suggested that Borus and the White Hag be married quietly and quickly the next day before everybody gets up. This would surely save Borus a lot of pain and shame. However, the White Hag would not hear of it. She demanded the grandest wedding and the largest feast, in which Galahad could not refuse. All were still confused as to how this wedding came to be. Borus was quiet all this while and he kept his expression blank, no one knew what he was thinking.
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The next morning was a hectic one. All the nobles and knights were present at the grand church and the ladies looked weary with heavy hearts. How could they let the world's ugliest woman take Sir Borus away? Many began to cry again even before the wedding started.
The Zexen Knights all stood by the isle as Borus' best men, but they didn't feel glad for their friend at all. Percival did not bother to hide his pity anymore. He couldn't sleep when his perverted mind imagined how Borus could deal with such a foul woman in his bed. In fact, he almost gagged a few times. That explained why he looked ill that day. Once again, Borus showed no emotions. He seemed to have entered a trance that made him so calm through it all. His usual frown or childish air was gone, replaced with gentle nothingness. It was disturbing.
The horns blew and the bride entered. The entire crowd gasped. A few exasperated cries were heard, but they were quickly stifled. The White Hag was dressed in her very best, with jewels around her whole body and gold around her thick neck. Her dress could buy a whole town and still had spare. But even her fancy attire could do little to mask her ugliness, and that was what shocked everyone. How could anyone look uglier with good clothes and make-up? Galahad walked her down the isle, quite reluctantly to be exact. He could not stop apologizing to Borus in his heart.
The two were officially wedded and the White Hag was happy. When the ceremony ended, all rushed to the dining hall. They wanted to get through this swiftly and return home where they could not see such foulness. However, dinnertime was worse. Sitting right between Galahad and Borus, the White Hag gulped food down like a pelican and tore at meat like a beast. Calling her table manners rude would be too polite. Her long and dirty nails served as knives and none dared to sit close. The knights ate little to none that night and the ladies continued weeping. Each one was too appalled to dine or even talk. The atmosphere felt like a funeral instead of a wedding. The dinner ended after the White Hag had eaten twenty-one servings of the meals. Weary and miserable, all guests returned home, praying for Borus' safety for the night.
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Before Borus returned to his bedchamber, all the knights sent him their condolences. Percival, however, said nothing. He put his arm on his friend's shoulder and gripped it firmly, as though assuring all would go well, but his eyes gave him away as they showed deep sympathy. Galahad patted Borus on the back while he bled inside, and promised to tell the story to everyone the next day. Borus decided to get through with it before he broke down and kill himself.
Upon entering the room, Borus seemed to have finally gotten out of his trance. His mind was racing with thoughts of escape. He started sweating profusely under his armor and cloak, his face remained expressionless. From yesterday till then, his mind seemed to have shut out all feelings and thoughts. The moment he thought 'Good heavens, that is my wife?', he knew he had to control his emotions. He was following orders and fulfilling his promise, thus he had to act like a knight. He was not to have regrets as the White Hag had indeed saved his leader. For that, he was grateful.
Now the time came when it was most difficult. Borus had never...been with a woman, nor had he imagined that his first would be...her. 'No, stop feeling revolted...you must get through this!' Once again, he did not understand why he was chosen. He knew nothing of the going-ons in bed. 'Get a grip. Stop feeling sorry for yourself!' Every muscle in his body urged him to back out, but his honor would not allow it. He had been wedded to the White Hag, thus as a husband, it was his duty to satisfy her in bed. All he could do now was pray, and hope she would tire soon and sleep the night away.
"Ah, Sir Borus, my love. Since I have married you, show me a little courtesy in bed. You can't possibly deny me that. You would most certainly act differently should I be beautiful. Kiss me at least, please."
"I-I will do more than kiss, my lady, I s-swear."
Without delaying his doom any further, Borus turned around to face his wife. ...Was that really his wife, the White Hag??
Standing in front of him was the most magnificent creature he had ever seen. The fairest woman alive, he would bet. With long, straight, silver hair and fair smooth skin, this woman seemed like a goddess. Dumbstruck by this vision, Borus breathed out,
"...What are you?"
"Why, m'lord, I am your wife. Why do you stare this way?"
"Ah! I-I'm sorry, fair lady. I didn't realize...I mean, you are so beautiful, yet earlier you were the ugliest woman I have ever seen. A-as happy as I may be, how is this so?"
Borus' face was red and he was flustering in his gestures. He was always bad in front of women, yet here he was, speaking to his wife, the most gorgeous woman in the world. The once called White Hag smiled at her husband's adorable confusion and said,
"M'lord, before I answer your question, I must tell you that my beauty will not hold. You would need to choose to have me beautiful during the day when men can see me and ugliest at night, or ugly in the day and beautiful in the nights. One way or the other, you would have to choose."
Borus was stunned. This was a tough choice. Indeed, he would regain his reputation and become the envy of both men and women alike. Plus, Borus would really want to see the look on Percival's face if he knew that he had the most beautiful woman as his wife. However, that would leave him with the hideous side at night, and that would really harm his potential of having kids. The opposite would prove disastrous as well. Borus had too many things in his mind for one night. At last, he decided,
"The choice is hard, m'lady. I really don't know what to choose, nor do I know what to say. I put the choice in your hand. Do what you want that will make you happy as I already am. Whatever you may choose, you will have my body, heart and everything. This I swear."
"Thank you, courteous knight. You shall have me beautiful both day and night for now I am worshipped. I was cursed by a jealous seer, may God have mercy on her, and I would stay deformed until the best of Zexen had married me and given me sovereignty over my life and his everything. And you, dear Borus, shall never be sorry for giving me sovereignty."
With that they embraced and kissed, glad that all ended well and happy. As they were heading into slumber in the morning, Borus just remembered to ask an important question.
"Dear lady, until now I do not know your name."
"I am Chris, m'lord. Chris Lightfellow."
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The dark-haired man fell out of his bed, creating a ruckus. Breathing heavily, he tried to recall the bizarre dream he had. The sound of running feet drew near and he quickly grabbed his mask before the door slammed open.
"Nadir, what happened?"
Nadir stood up and laughed embarrassedly,
"I apologize for the noise. It was just an odd dream... No wait, I think I've got a new script!"
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Fin~