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littlemanpoet · 04-19-2009, 08:17 PM

Eodwine led Rand to the baker and poured him a full cup of mead. He poured himself a half; he wished to stay clear headed through the wedding.

***

"Ah! This is what I sought!" Harreld said with satisfaction. He held the blade up in his right hand and caressed its fine edge with the other.

"Have you had it long?" Ginna asked.

"Aye, a while. 'Tis a good sword. An old warrior traded it for a pair of stout sledge runners. I really did get the better side of that bargain but I made sure he was happy with his side of it."

"It looks almost new," Ginna said.

"I worked it for a while out of love of the craft in between other jobs but have not touched it in maybe a year." He held the hilts out to her. "You are a swordswoman. Test it for me. Will it pass muster?"

Ginna took it from his hand and fitted her palm around the hilts. It was a man's sword and not light so she grabbed the hilts with her other hand as well. They went outside and she tested the blade a while, then handed it back to Harreld.

"This will be a fine gift for Saeryn to give Eodwine. Let us show them!"

***

Rowenna pulled Saeryn to the tent. By now both were giggling as Saeryn related the full exchange between herself and Rand to Rowenna.

"But now to business, you vixen!" Rowenna said. "Maybe there is no finery for you to wear, but I will not have it said the Rowenna let the lady she honored as witness look like the daughter of a road tramp! Let down your hair!"

Rowenna produced a comb and did her ministrations as the two young ladies talked faster than a man's ear could follow.

***

Thornden found Eodwine sharing a cup of mead with Rand.

"As your best man I take it upon myself to make sure you are ready for your enslavement."

Eodwine laughed. "Nonsense! I shall be lord and master of my own home, be sure!"

Rand and Thornden exchanged knowing glances and rolled their eyes.

"Strong talk!" said Rand. "We will see what passes after the oaths have been sworn!"

"Ah but my enslavement, as you so kindly put it," said Eodwine, "will be sweet as honey and heady as mead!"

"He's love-drunk," Rand commented to Thornden.

"All the more reason to get you in your best clothes and get you wedded!" Thornden said. "Come along, lord Eodwine!"

"Aye, aye!" laughed Eodwine. "Let us get the mustering done and get on with the battle itself!"

04-19-2009, 08:17 PM	#450
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Preparations Eodwine led Rand to the baker and poured him a full cup of mead. He poured himself a half; he wished to stay clear headed through the wedding. * "Ah! This is what I sought!" Harreld said with satisfaction. He held the blade up in his right hand and caressed its fine edge with the other. "Have you had it long?" Ginna asked. "Aye, a while. 'Tis a good sword. An old warrior traded it for a pair of stout sledge runners. I really did get the better side of that bargain but I made sure he was happy with his side of it." "It looks almost new," Ginna said. "I worked it for a while out of love of the craft in between other jobs but have not touched it in maybe a year." He held the hilts out to her. "You are a swordswoman. Test it for me. Will it pass muster?" Ginna took it from his hand and fitted her palm around the hilts. It was a man's sword and not light so she grabbed the hilts with her other hand as well. They went outside and she tested the blade a while, then handed it back to Harreld. "This will be a fine gift for Saeryn to give Eodwine. Let us show them!" * Rowenna pulled Saeryn to the tent. By now both were giggling as Saeryn related the full exchange between herself and Rand to Rowenna. "But now to business, you vixen!" Rowenna said. "Maybe there is no finery for you to wear, but I will not have it said the Rowenna let the lady she honored as witness look like the daughter of a road tramp! Let down your hair!" Rowenna produced a comb and did her ministrations as the two young ladies talked faster than a man's ear could follow. *** Thornden found Eodwine sharing a cup of mead with Rand. "As your best man I take it upon myself to make sure you are ready for your enslavement." Eodwine laughed. "Nonsense! I shall be lord and master of my own home, be sure!" Rand and Thornden exchanged knowing glances and rolled their eyes. "Strong talk!" said Rand. "We will see what passes after the oaths have been sworn!" "Ah but my enslavement, as you so kindly put it," said Eodwine, "will be sweet as honey and heady as mead!" "He's love-drunk," Rand commented to Thornden. "All the more reason to get you in your best clothes and get you wedded!" Thornden said. "Come along, lord Eodwine!" "Aye, aye!" laughed Eodwine. "Let us get the mustering done and get on with the battle itself!"