Chapter three: The Wedding
The returning warriors were joyfully welcomed into Noonvale, where Urran Voh and Aryah were waiting to congratulate Martin and the rest.
Martin smiled and nodded his head as somebeasts came up to welcome them and congratulate them
As the procession reached the Council Lodge, where Aryah and Urran Voh were waiting, Martin kneeled and laid his father's sword at their feet. "Badrang is dead, and Noonvale will live in peace, knowing that Marshank and slavery is gone from this country forever."
Urran Voh smiled, not a big smile, but a relieved and understanding smile. "Thank you, Martin. All the creatures of Noonvale are in your debt. The best we can do for you is to offer you a home here in Noonvale." The Noonvale Chieftain's eyes rested on Rose, who was standing with Grumm.
Martin rose to his feet and turned his head towards Rose and grinned. "I would like nothing more, sir."
Martin and Rose sat by each other during the whole feast, with Rose introducing him to all the Noonvale residents.
"This is Wirtha, one of my best friends as a dibbun." Rose indicated a jolly looking female hedgehog.
"Hello Rose! This is Martin? Pleased to meet you, I'm sure!"
"Nice to meet you too, Wirtha." Martin shook paws, careful of her spikes.
"That's Bergle, one of the naughtiest dibbuns in Noonvale."
"That one there, the one in the pond?"
"No, see, the one who just threw that blackberry pie in Grumm's face."
"Oh, I see which one now."
Martin was enjoying himself, trying different foods and meeting new friends. Aryah came over and sat next to Martin.
"Are you two ready?"
Martin looked at Aryah quizzically. "Ready? For what?"
"Don't be kidding me, young warrior. It's all set for today."
Martin was still befuddled. "Sorry, marm, you've lost me."
Rose stood up and whispered in his ear. "Our wedding."
The returning warriors were joyfully welcomed into Noonvale, where Urran Voh and Aryah were waiting to congratulate Martin and the rest.
Martin smiled and nodded his head as somebeasts came up to welcome them and congratulate them
As the procession reached the Council Lodge, where Aryah and Urran Voh were waiting, Martin kneeled and laid his father's sword at their feet. "Badrang is dead, and Noonvale will live in peace, knowing that Marshank and slavery is gone from this country forever."
Urran Voh smiled, not a big smile, but a relieved and understanding smile. "Thank you, Martin. All the creatures of Noonvale are in your debt. The best we can do for you is to offer you a home here in Noonvale." The Noonvale Chieftain's eyes rested on Rose, who was standing with Grumm.
Martin rose to his feet and turned his head towards Rose and grinned. "I would like nothing more, sir."
Martin and Rose sat by each other during the whole feast, with Rose introducing him to all the Noonvale residents.
"This is Wirtha, one of my best friends as a dibbun." Rose indicated a jolly looking female hedgehog.
"Hello Rose! This is Martin? Pleased to meet you, I'm sure!"
"Nice to meet you too, Wirtha." Martin shook paws, careful of her spikes.
"That's Bergle, one of the naughtiest dibbuns in Noonvale."
"That one there, the one in the pond?"
"No, see, the one who just threw that blackberry pie in Grumm's face."
"Oh, I see which one now."
Martin was enjoying himself, trying different foods and meeting new friends. Aryah came over and sat next to Martin.
"Are you two ready?"
Martin looked at Aryah quizzically. "Ready? For what?"
"Don't be kidding me, young warrior. It's all set for today."
Martin was still befuddled. "Sorry, marm, you've lost me."
Rose stood up and whispered in his ear. "Our wedding."