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03x09: The Rains of Castamere.

Chapter Forty-Four: Edmure and Roslin's Wedding.

"How would you like your hair done, Your Grace?" Kari asked when she had finished brushing Sanira's hair, she was a little unsure how to approach this after being put into Sanira's household the night before. It had been a little awkward since they had been with their new mistress and neither of them really knew what to expect from the woman that was Queen in the North.

"Down is fine," Sanira reassured her, it felt strange having someone that wasn't Aiana doing her hair; she had always had her loyal friend with her and it had been strange without her in the past few months. Aiana was still in Beckton with Catelyn and Karlon, a place where she would stay until this war was over and Sanira wanted nothing more than to keep her son safe. Kari nodded her head as she made sure that Sanira's hair looked okay, it just would not do for the Queen to look unpresentable at the wedding later on.

"My Grandfather has sent you this gift, Your Grace… he requests that you wear it for the wedding," Walda said speaking up from where she was getting Sanira's dress ready, she carefully picked up the hair accessory that had been sent. It was so pretty and clearly suited for the Queen, Walda couldn't help but wonder where Lord Walder had gotten such a gift; she had never seen anything like this in the Twins before. Sanira turned around and eyed the gift, she felt a little uneasy about accepting such a thing from Lord Walder but she didn't wish to seem rude by turning it down.

"Then I shall wear it," Sanira conceded making Walda nod her head before she handed it over to Kari so that she could carefully attach it to Sanira's hair; they were sure the Queen would look beautiful for the wedding. Sanira watched Kari work in the reflection of the mirror, she truly hoped that this awkwardness wouldn't linger for much longer.

It didn't take Kari long before she had attached the headpiece to the top of Sanira's head, she made sure that it wouldn't fall out before moving to help Walda with the dress that Sanira was going to wear. Sanira's brown eyes looked at her reflection, she still couldn't believe that she was a Queen; she didn't look or feel any different than when she was just a Lady of Winterfell.

"This is very beautiful… Your Grace," Kari gushed admiring the Azaara snow bud earrings that Sanira had left since she had no plans to wear them, she carefully picked them up to look at them closely. Sanira snapped out of her thoughts and turned to look at what Kari was talking about, she had opted not to wear the earrings that she had been offered since they weren't her style and she didn't want to stand out too much.

"You can borrow them for the feast tonight if you wish," Sanira said knowing that it couldn't hurt, she wasn't going to be wearing them and it would be a shame to go to waste. Plus, Kari was Roslin's cousin so it did seem only right that she looked nice for the wedding; Walda would be expected to dress the part since she was Lord Bolton's wife. Kari opened and closed her mouth, she wasn't sure what to say and she knew that it was unheard of for a Queen to offer up her jewellery to her ladies like this.

"It would be an honour… Your Grace," Kari finally said moving to set the earrings down, she felt very grateful that she had such a chance and she knew that everyone would be paying close attention to them tonight. Sanira nodded her head before getting to her feet, it was time to finally get into her chiffon flower printed maxi dress that she had chosen to wear for the wedding.

Celebrations were taken place all around the Twins to celebrate the marriage of Edmure and Roslin; it was large than what Sanira had expected but there was an entire army that had to be entertained. Making her way down the steps, Sanira smiled spotting Robb speaking with Rickard Karstark and she was pleased to see that he had made an effort to get ready for the wedding. Rickard bowed before backing away from his King when Sanira approached, the wedding would be starting soon and he wished to be seated before such a time.

"You look beautiful," Robb greeted moving to take Sanira's hand, he was pleased to see her after spending most of his time here organising what would happen when the wedding was done. Sanira smiled as they walked towards their seats near the front of the chapel, she was very aware that they were being watched as they walked through the chapel where the wedding would take place. It was rather different from how they had been married over two years ago, Sanira still couldn't believe that so much time had passed since it had been them in this position.

"How is Grey Wind?" Sanira asked remembering that the direwolf had not been pleased when he had been locked away in the stables when they had arrived. It had been at Lord Walder's insistence and Sanira felt strange not having the large direwolf following her around like he was her shadow all of the time. She linked arms with Robb and offered him a curious look when she felt something stiff under his shirts; he only shook his head knowing that he wouldn't be able to tell her anything yet.

"Not happy," Robb replied carefully, he didn't like this for a moment and he couldn't imagine what was going to happen; the Freys that he had encountered had all made him a little nervous. Just as they took their seats, everyone's attention turned to the back of the chapel where Walder Frey was walking the bride down the aisle; her face was covered so that they couldn't see her face.

Edmure frowned not being able to see his bride's face, it made him even more wary about who he was being married off to; however, there would be no backing out now even if he wanted to. When Lord Walder and Roslin reached the front of the chapel, Edmure moved down the steps away from the man that would marry them and could only watch as Lord Walder turned to carefully remove the veil that Roslin was wearing to cover her face.

The chapel was silent as the veil was removed and finally Roslin was revealed to everyone; Edmure stared at his wife to be almost stunned by how beautiful she was compared to the rest of her families. Catching the gaze of her husband-to-be, Roslin nervously got to her knees feeling a little worried about what he would think about her; she knew what people thought about her family and she was worried about disappointing him.

"Lord Edmure… I hope I'm not a disappointment to you," Roslin whispered from her position, she couldn't bring herself to look him in the eyes and she feared just what was going to happen that evening. It had not escaped her notice that her father had been practically giddy when her marriage had been arranged to Lord Edmure and that she would be the new Lady of Riverrun. Stepping down the steps, Edmure offered her his hand so that she might stand; this marriage to him was already looking better and better.

"You are a delight to me, my lady," Edmure told her honestly, there was no hiding the smile on his face as he held Roslin's hands; she was a large improvement to the other Frey women that he had seen. Roslin offered him a small smile, she was pleased that he didn't find her unappealing but the nerves that she had stayed in her stomach as they moved to stand before the person that would marry them.

Once they were stood before the man that would marry them, Edmure removed his cloak and moved to wrap it around Roslin's shoulders so that he could bring her under his protection. Sanira watched the wedding silently, she couldn't help but notice that Roslin seemed a little sad and she wished that there was something that she could do to help her.

It had been hard for her when she had married Robb, it certainly hadn't helped that Arlenna had been whispering negative things into her ear since the moment that their engagement had been made. Roslin peeked down from her space towards her grandfather, her heart felt like it would fall out of her chest at any moment and she feared just what would happen tonight.

Walder Frey could not keep the smile from his face and looked towards Robb knowing that Roslin could have easily have been Queen in the North now if things had worked out like he had wanted it to. The couple moved forward so that they could have their two hands bonded together by some ribbon, the room was so quiet and someone could have dropped a pin and it would have attracted attention.

"In the light of the Seven. I hereby seal these two souls, binding them as one for eternity," the man said wrapping the white ribbon around their hands, he looked between the couple offering them a reassuring smile knowing that it would be alright. Edmure had yet to properly look away from his new wife, she was very beautiful and the match was one that he could not complain about even if he knew that Walder Frey would have her rather married to Robb than him. It made Edmure feel blessed that Sanira had survived the attack on Winterfell, she was the main reason that he was up here now marrying Roslin instead of watching Robb do it.

"Look upon each other and say the words," the man said signalling for them to face one another once he was finished, the ribbon prevented them from moving a certain way but they managed to do it. Robb felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up as he ignored the look that Walder offered him, he would agree that Roslin was very pretty but he wouldn't trade Sanira in for the world. He loved his wife and he loved Karlon, he would love their unborn child just as much and Robb would never trade what he had with them for anything else in this world.

"Father. Smith. Warrior. Mother. Maiden. Crone. Stranger. I am hers and she is mine, from this day until the end of my days," Roslin and Edmure recited to one another, neither looking away from each other while they exchanged their vows to one another. Robb and Sanira shared a small smile remembering their own wedding, it seemed like such a long time ago when they both knew that it had only been two years ago.

Reaching gently to take Sanira's hand, Robb gave it a slight squeeze as the wedding came to a close; they watched as Edmure and Roslin Tully moved down the steps and started to leave the hall before everyone started to follow them out. Sanira couldn't help but catch the gaze of Roose Bolton who was with his new wife, there was something in his eyes that made her uncomfortable so she quickly looked away and focused on Robb.

The feast would be starting soon and Sanira was a little hungry, she had felt a little sick that morning but had managed to hide it from Walda and Kari when they had come to see to her that morning. Robb made sure to keep Sanira close, he had no idea if her dreams would come true here but he wasn't going to give anyone the chance to hurt her. The last thing that he wanted was for the wedding to turn into a bloodbath of any sort.

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