::Note to Dave, Merlin, Blaze: I'll get this up on the Stories site once I find all the other stories. I'll post everything. Also, I can't for the life of me find the Remus+Jaladar tale, the Wolf and the Lamb, so Im just going to re-write it. (Thank god I have a good memory) ANYWAY: Here's the complete wedding thing, AT LAST! :D::
Tiara’s Wedding
Prologue: The Fight
Jaladar entered Cemjan Castle somewhat hesitantly. His daughter was marrying a De’Colan, and he himself was in a particular relationship that would cause just as much controversy. He snuck upstairs, not wanting to take on his daughter quite yet. He went along the corridor till he came to his Grandfather’s door and knocked.
“Enter.”
Jaladar came in and shut the door behind him. His grandfather was sitting in his chair, reading an Anne Rice novel. Jaladar smiled. “Hello Grandpa.” He sat down on the bed, facing his Grandpa. The older gentleman set down his book and took off his reading glasses. “You snuck up here again, didn’t you Jay?” he asked dryly. Jaladar nodded. Grandpa Cortez sighed and leaned back in his chair. “Ok, what’d you do this time imp?” he asked with a slight chuckle.
Jaladar flushed. “Er…well….you see..”
“Out with it.”
Jaladar gulped. “Im dating a man.” He blurted. Grandpa Cortez shrugged. “So? You’ve dated a man before.” Grandpa snorted. “I hope this one doesn’t dump you the moment he tires of you though.”
Jaladar flushed even brighter. “I don’t want to think about Remus right now, thanks.” He muttered.
Grandpa laughed. “Pride still on the low down Jay? Heh heh heh!”
Jaladar growled. “That’s not it Gramps. What Im worried about is how the rest of the family is going to take it. Im not hiding him this time. Im not hiding my lover, ever again. Jaeger will; not be kept secret from my family. I don’t really care what they say along the lines of our being gay. Im worried about how they’ll treat him due to his age.”
A thick brow rose. “His age? Why? How old is he?”
Jaladar coughed something that sounded an awful lot like “Eighteen.”
Grandpa Cortez was silent for so long that Jaladar almost snapped. He was twitching slightly under the hawk-like gaze, and the tension was killing him. Had he miscalculated? Would his Grandfather be against him on this decision?
Just as he went to stand and leave, his grandfather burst out laughing.
”Tiara’s gonna kill you!!!!!” he howled, slapping his legs. “Oh boy, you REALLY like catching her goat don’t you! Hoo boy are you ever an imp!! Ah ha ha ha ha!!”
Jaladar blinked, then grinned. “Yes, she’ll be upset—“
“Master Jaladar, sneaking away from me as usual hmm?” called a soft, matronly voice accompanied by a whack on the head with a wooden spoon. Jaladar looked up from his seat childishly and grinned. “Hi Mariam.”
“Don’t you ‘hi Mariam’ me mister. Sneaking up here without even a hello or good morning. And just what have you gone and done now to anger the little miss?”
Grandpa howled, tears pouring down his face as he gasped…”Jay…his lover’s younger than Tia by three years! Oh ho oh ho!!! Ha ha ha ha!!” Slapping his knees and shaking his head Grandpa continued to chortle. Mariam meanwhile sighed. Tia wasn’t the only one going to be upset about it. She shook her head at Jaladar.
“You need to stop falling in love Master Jaladar. It just gets you into trouble.” She said it kindly and jokingly, but Jaladar sighed.
“I know.” He stood. “I’ll go speak with Tia.” He said, and left the still chortling Gramps and the rather concerned Cook behind.
It wasn’t long until he reached his daughters room. He rose a brow when he heard her giggling, and knocked on the door.
Silidon answered. As soon as the boy saw Jaladar he backed up and rose a hand to his eyes and bowed low. Jaladar said nothing.
“Silidon, who is…oh. Hello Father.” The hello was rather cold; ever since Jaladar commented on the danger of marrying a De’Colan, she had been cold towards him. He sighed. This was going to get ugly.
Stepping in, and ignoring Silidon he said to Tiara, “There is something you ought to know. I intend to bring my lover here for Easter dinner, and I wish for you to be civil towards him.”
Tiara huffed. “Unlike you Dad, Im civil to anyone’s lover, no matter how controversial.”
Jaladar said nothing; he had deserved that. “Well, Jaeger is extremely controversial.”
Tiara rose a brow. “Oh?”
“Yes. Jaeger is….well. He has a son. His son was born three years ago.” Jaladar blinked. He was beating around the bush.
“So…?”
“Tia…Jaeger is eighteen.” Jaladar caught a soft whistle from Silidon. Tiara stared at him.
“What?” she asked, shocked. “Eighteen? That…he’s younger than me. Wha … that … that’s SICK Dad!!!” she cried. “Oh my god! That’s like…pedophilia! That’s like dating Kyle! THAT IS SO WRONG! OH MY GOD!” she put her head in her in her hands and shook it. “This … this KID has some serious issues if he’s dating a man old enough to be his dad. What are you thinking?”
“Tiara..”
“No! No! Don’t…get out! Get the hell out you pervert! GET OUT!”
“Tee. Perhaps you should listen to him.” Silidon stepped forward, standing beside Jaladar. “He is a good man, and sensible. A decision like this would not have been made rashly.”
Tiara stared at her fiancé like he was speaking some alien language. “This man doesn’t want us to get married because of our LAST NAMES and he is dating someone young enough to be his KID and you tell me to LISTEN to him? He’s a fucking nasty ass hypocrite with a kid fetish! EW!” she turned and went further into the room. “EW! OH MY GOD!!!! EWWWWWW.”
Silidon sighed. “Jaladar, I am sure you knew the consequences of staying with this man you love-“
”Man? MAN? He’s a fucking BOY!!”
Silidon ignored the violent interruption and continued. “You knew how hard it would be yet you did it anyway. You love him, don’t you?” Silidon looked Jaladar in the eyes, and Jaladar nodded.
Silidon smiled. “Now you know what me and Tia are going through.”
Jaladar’s eyes widened, then, he rose his hand to his eyes, and bowed to Silidon. “You are wise.”
“Gonna try and fuck my fiancé now to Dad??”
“Go, I’ll calm her down.”
Jaladar nodded, leaving.
Tiara’s Wedding
Chapter One: Planning the Wedding
It had been three days since the fight, and everyone in the Castle knew about it (thanks to Tiara running and telling all the servants and her brother.) Cemjan was now divided into two halves: The For Jaeger and the Against Jaeger. And throughout all this, there was a wedding to be planned.
“He’ll be stingy as hell for all she said to him. He’ll be a right ass. And I’ll bet he’ll speak against the union too.”
“He’ll buy her an ugly dress..”
“I hear he got rid of the bridesmaids..”
“He’ll get a small church, so small no one will fit.”
“He won’t even get a church! He’ll hire a pastor!”
And such were the rumors Jaladar overheard, much to his own amusement. It was amazing how your own family could know you the least.
Tiara was looking through the wedding dresses while Jaladar was on the phone with a prestige catering company. Tiara went to try something on and came into his view just as the call ended.
“Hun, you look beautiful in that, but you are the one getting married; you should wear white.”
“Oh stuff it. I like this dress.”
“Well dear, why don’t we get several of them and use them as the bridesmaids dresses?”
She eyed him for a moment, then nodded.
Many dresses later, she came out again, and Jaladar’s brows rose. “Amazing. Do you like it.”
“Yeah, I love it, but I can’t afford this and the bridesmaid dresses. This dress alone is $40,000 and the bridesmaid dresses are $35,000.”
Jaladar smiled. “Then it’s a good thing Im the one paying for them.”
She stared, and watched the transaction. The dresses were put in the car, and she got in on the passenger seat while Jaladar got in on the drivers seat.
“So you aren’t going to be stingy.” She said coldly. Jaladar looked over to her, and handed her the keys.
“I have to go check on the Hall Im renting out, you go and pick out the colors and bouquet. Don’t worry about money.” He smiled and chucked her under the chin. “You can hate me as much as you want honey, but you’re still my baby. And I will make sure you have the perfect wedding.”
Not waiting for a lashing reply, he got out of the car and walked across the street, heading for the Hall.
Tiara sat in the car a long time, thinking, then she got out and went to the drivers side, and drove to the florists.
Mariam meanwhile was patching up the cake. She had been angered at first that Jaladar wanted catering and a bought cake, but then she reckoned Tiara would prefer a wedding like that. So she compensated for picking out the cake. Jaladar had told her the one he had liked, and she had grudgingly admitted it was beautiful. So she decided it would do, but she’d put her own touches here and there…lights maybe…and water. Yes….
Tiara’s Wedding
Chapter Two: The Ceremony
The Hall was beautiful, decked in pale cream, pale purple and dark purple, the bridesmaids cloaked in shimmering deep purple, their hair done nicely. Only four De’Colans were present; Silidon’s parents, sister, and Silidon himself. The rest were Dragon Clan, all happy and joyous. In the back, Jaladar waited to give his daughter away.
Meanwhile Sarina had let Silvest loose, and the black cat was coiling around the legs of all, quite happily. Silidon was freaking, his hair would NOT lay flat. Jaladar said it would be fine but Silidon would hear nothing of it. Tearing out towards the bathroom, the unsuspecting Silvest cleaning her paw, Silidon kicked her as he went sprawling to the floor, arms and legs splayed as he slid across the linoleum floor and right in through the swinging door to the bathroom.
Gramps called out like an umpire: “HOOOOOOOOME FREE!!! Now THAT’S what I call cold feet boys!!”
Sheepishly (his hair flat and slightly wet) Silidon emerged from the bathroom, to find a furious Sarina holding her cat and Gramps in utter hilarity. Jaladar put his arm around the boy and led him to the standing mirror, far from the glaring Sari. Straightening the boy’s tie he said, “Don’t worry about them. They won’t hurt you. Besides, you’ll be seeing a lot of them now that you’re one of the family.”
Silidon smiled. “So you accept me then?”
Jaladar winked. “I always did. Don’t tell Tiara though.” Silidon shook his head and chuckled. “You ARE bad.”
Jaladar stepped away. “Oh, you have no idea.”
Moments later, the groom and groomsmen were summoned out to the podium, Kyle as best man. It wasn’t long after until the brides song began playing on the organ, and Tiara came into his view. He gasped; his daughter looked so beautiful, like an angel. He looked up to see Silidon just as awestruck, and he held out his arm to Tiara, who took it with perfect, courtly grace. They made their stately way to the podium, where Jaladar stepped to the side. The floor belonged to Tiara and Silidon now.
The Dragon Clan priest coughed, and began. "We are gathered here to unite Tiara Vivien Cortez and Silidon Voxel De’Colan in marriage, which is held in honor among all people. Those who enter into this relationship must learn to cherish a mutual esteem and love; to bear with each other's strengths and weaknesses; to comfort each other in sickness, trouble and sorrow: With honesty to provide for each other, and to live together as heirs of the grace of life. Who gives this woman to be married to this man?"
Jaladar stepped forward. “I, Jaladar Cortez, do give my daughter Tiara to Silidon to wed.”
The priest nodded and continued. "If there is anyone present, who knows of any just cause why this couple may not be lawfully joined in marriage, make it now known or forever after keep your peace."
Vance De’Colan stood. “No De’Colan ought to marry a Cortez, it is unseemly.” The priest said nothing, and Vance sat. His wife Joyce stood. “Should Silidon marry this little whelp, I shall renounce him as my son forevermore.” There were soft gasps, and Jaladar glared at the woman so hard, she shut her mouth and sat down again. Silidon’s sister Fiona stood. “Father and Mother are right. Silidon must not do this.” She sat down again.
The priest was unsure as to what to do, so Jaladar rose a brow to Kyle. They had planned for this. The 16-year old stepped forward from the line of prim groomsmen, and Tiara looked murderous. What was Kyle doing?
“Ok people, commercials are over. On with the wedding.”
Laughter resounded and the priest grinned. He looked back at his book and continued. “Silidon, will you have this woman to be your wife, in all love and honor, in all duty
and service, in all faith and tenderness, to live with her and cherish her, in the bond of marriage?”
“I do.”
“Tiara, will you have this man to be your husband, in all love and honor, in all duty
and service, in all faith and tenderness, to live with him and cherish him, in the bond of marriage?”
“I do.”
Tiara and Silidon joined hands, and Silidon began. “I, Silidon De’Colan, take thee, Tiara Cortez to be my wedded spouse, and I do promise before these witnesses to be thy loving and faithful spouse, in good times and bad, in joy and in sorrow, in sickness and in health, as long as we both shall live."
Tiara repeated the same, “I, Tiara Cortez, take thee, Silidon De’Colan to be my wedded spouse, and I do promise before these witnesses to be thy loving and faithful spouse, in good times and bad, in joy and in sorrow, in sickness and in health, as long as we both shall live."
Again Kyle stepped forward, this time officially as the best man, and held the rings above the joined hands of Silidon and Tiara. Silidon went on, “This ring I give you, in token and in pledge, of our constant faith and abiding love.” He took the smaller silver ring and placed it on her finger. Tiara repeated the same and took the remaining ring, placing it on Silidon’s finger. Together and in sync the two ended the ring ceremony,
“By accepting this ring, I give you a token and pledge, of our constant faith and abiding love.”
The priest held his hand to them and pronounced, “By the power vested in me by Dragon Clan and the Gods of our people, I pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”
Silidon lifted Tiara chin and kissed her softly. Many claps were heard and Tiara turned and threw the bouquet. To everyone’s shock, it was Sarina’s lap it landed on.
Tiara’s Wedding
Chapter Three: The Reception
The food was set and everyone was chatting. People were waiting for the toasts to begin before eating, yet neither father was standing. Tiara’s face was blank; she hadn’t REALLY expected Jaladar to say anything. Just as she went to start eating (no one was going to toast her wedding, so they may as well eat) Jaladar stood up, and the loud chime of his fork on his glass brought silence to the room. Setting down his fork, he rose the glass higher.
“To Tiara and Silidon.” The congregation repeated it, lifting their glasses and taking a sip before setting them down again.
“For many generations Dragon Clan has been at war with Daemon Clan. Over the last 50 years it has reached its peak. Violence and tragedy is everywhere, and our families become smaller and smaller.” He pointed his glass at the newlyweds.
“There sits two people, brave enough to over come the petty differences of our Clans. Daring to love one another, to hold one another, to care for one another. These two people show us there IS no difference between the Clans. We are all people here, people with hearts and feelings and minds. They chose a path full of darkness and danger, for love. They risked being ostracized from their families, for love. They risked everything to be with one another, and I say, who are we to judge? Who are we to judge their love, to judge something so pure and innocent as true love, something some of us will never see in our lifetime. Who are we to deny them, just because we shall not see the same? We have no right. We have no RIGHT to judge them. I will not hear of another word spoke against their union, for we have no right to judge!”
“HERE HERE!” shouted many of those gathered, some banging fists on the table. Jaladar nodded, and turned to Silidon.
“Silidon, welcome to the Clan!”
“YAR!”
“HERE! HERE!” fists pounded and Gramps, sitting beside Silidon, clapped the boy on the back.
“Tiara dear, congratulations on your wedding, may your honeymoon be wonderful.”
There was silence, and Jaladar rose his glass to finish the toast. “Silidon!” he barked. “You hurt my little girl and I’ll kill you!” and with that he downed his glass and sat, cheers and laughter abounding through the hall. Everyone looked at Vance, who stood, rose his glass and growled,
”I can’t top a speech like that, and I ain’t about to try. Frankly I think you Cortezes are all fools.” He drank his wine, grabbed his wife and daughter, and the three exited the Hall. Silidon looked heartbroken. Gramps clasped his shoulder, and, oddly, said nothing. But it seemed to be enough, and Silidon smiled again.
Tiara’s Wedding
Goodbyes and Apologies
After the meal was the dancing, and Gramps nearly broke Tiara’s back he bent her so hard and fast during the Tango. Several people swear they heard a popping sound.
It wasn’t long after that that Silidon and Tiara entered the car to drive to the airport for their honeymoon flight to Greece. Just as Silidon was pulling away, Tiara said, “Wait.”
He looked at her and stopped the car. She jumped out, lifting the hem of her wedding dress so she could run, and flung herself into Jaladar’s arms, who, bemused, held her silently. When she said nothing, he stepped back. “Go on then, Greece is waiting for you. You’ve said your goodbye.” She stared at him, and tears formed in her eyes as she shook her head. “How can you be so nice…say all that…after how I treated you?” she asked, tears leaking down her cheeks. Her father smiled softly. Taking out his handkerchief he wiped her tears. “Honey, you are my daughter. Nothing you can say or do will make me hate you. I tease you all the time, but I don’t hate you, and I never will.” She sniffed. “That stuff you said…about me and Silidon. Its about you and that…about you and Jaeger too, wasn’t it?” he nodded. “A little bit of it.” She sniffed again, and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I love you Daddy. Im sorry about what I said.” He smiled. “I know dear. I know.” She stepped away. “Go on!” he said, shooing her. “Greece can’t wait to see you!” she laughed, and started down the stairs. Stopping, she looked back.
“Dad?”
“Hmm?”
“Bring him over at Easter, ok? I want to meet him.”
Jaladar’s brows shot up, and then he laughed. “I’d love to dear.”
With that, Tiara and Silidon headed off to Greece, while a very happy Jaladar headed back home with Gramps, Mariam and Sarina, planning a nice long owl to Jaeger.
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