The Chapel Royal

*Bows before his new King and Queen*

I wish you both the greatest of happiness.

*wraps an arm around his new wife*
Now, though- the hard part begins.
But first, I believe you mentioned dancing?

*her sobbing doth turn to laughter.*

Dancing my lord, at this hour of the morn when I do feel as though I hath been trampled by a thousand horses and do not know whether we are now Hapsburgs or Tudors?! Why of course!

But let us send for food and wine first and escape from this chapel where we may laugh without being scholded like children.

If it please thee husband, I shall attend to the commanding of the staff for our refreshments if thou wilt attend to the commanding of our guests.

(OOC: Oy Nicky boy, gentle on the Kingship if you please til he ist granted his own Kingdom.)

(OOC: Nicky-boy? lol Point taken "Your Majesty" lol)


Tis your Wedding day *smiles to Elizabeth* I shall see that refreshments are laid in the great hall if it will please thee and see to the music personally?

*Elizabeth embraces her friend warmly in thanks.*

Thank-you Nicholas, that wudst be most kind... ah, but none outside this chapel do know of the marriage.

*turns to Juan*

What of your father? He wilt not yet have even risen from his bed.

...and Nicholas, you have little time afore sunrise, and I do recall there was some important task which didst require thee to depart promptly this morn.

Alas it seems the dancing and celebrations must wait.

Ah perhaps it shuld wait then ... And for the better ... surly both of thee must be exhausted. Allow me then to dimiss things here and the both of thee go to thine rest with out a care.

None shall know of this until you wish it *looks sharply at Marie*

True. Perhaps the festivities would be better held later, when the marriage is known. But, when would that be?

Sir Nicholas, I thank you for honoring me, but I am not a king, still merely Don Juan. My father has not seen fit to grant me a kingdom as of yet.

Thou art now entitled - and encouraged - to use thine rightful title as Prince.

As for the celebrations, all whom I must tell wilt bow to the will of their Queen and be reminded that they didst press upon me the need to take a husband and provide an heir. So as soon as thine father ist informed, we may indeed arrange a hearty celebration to which I hope he wilt be a guest of honour.

...and then we may write to thine brother. Or you may sail to him and tell him of the news in person aboard the new ship I hath penned down to be one of thine wedding gifts. Tis not as fine and grand ast thou wilt build thineself, but it doth come with papers allowing thee to build a fleet of fine English ships to thine own design.

Well King or no thou art now the husband of mine dearest friend and mine Queen so I shall honor thee as I do she *smiles*

Fine, then, my dearest... Prince Juan does have a nice ring. Or shall I be John, here?
I do not think it possible, or politic, to keep what has happened here a secret much longer. Certainly, once our heir is on the way, it shall not be possible.

*Elzabeth doth blush at the very idea of being with child. When she doth speak her voice ist a little quieter and meeker than usual.*

Tis entirely thine own decision as to what title thou wishest to use. I may take some getting used to the idea of only ruling over thee as a Queen and not as a wife, but I shall try with thine patience and help to find good balance.

*Elizabeth doth take his hand*

And you shall learn alonside me that thou art now of greater standing than before and hold a very high position at this court.

As for the secretive manner of our wedlock, my designs were merely to ensure that none could prevent us from taking thee as our most beloved husband. Now the matter ist taken care of afore God, two men of God, the subjects of three kingdoms and a small company of esteemed guests of both our faiths we have no wish to keep the secret any futher.

*she smiles*

We would delight in announcing ourselves as thine... *she clears her throat as though struggling with the new word* wife... to the court. But first we must attend to His Imperial Majesty.

We shall see- I would like your people to be able to pronounce my name; if they cannot manage Juan, then John it shall be. I shall be your formost support and advocate, especially to my father and brother.
As to my father- by the rule of his faith and mine, until a marriage is consummated, it can be declared invalid.

*Marie gently wipes her own tears*

*With no hint of irony or sarcasm* I do so love weddings!

Then, if I may speak for Elizabeth as well as myself, we are glad to have brought you such joy.

*Elizabeth doth excuse herself for a moment and hurries toward the Queen of Scots.*

*handing her cousin a fine handkerchief she doth lead her to a quiet corner of the Chapel and whispers*

Marie, we have need of thine council. The formalities are now done but there ist... more to be done to make the marriage legal than we know how to deal with.

I suppose we are Tudor-Austrias, if one wants to get technical.

Thank you Ju ...


*Is yanked by Elizabeth and lumbers after her as best I can, my much longer stride barely compensating for my enormous baby belly*.

Yes, dearest cousin?

The...*Elizabeth struggles for words* ...consumation of the marriage. I am not familiar with the... protocol.

*she looks down and fidgets with the rings upon her fingers.*

I know not whether as Queen I must take charge of the matter... or he as mine husband... and if I must take charge then what must I do?! How can I take charge of something I do not know?! ...I can hardly ask my council!

*she breathes a determined sigh*

However, once I know of the correct procedure for these matters I am assured I can attend to it full well.

...Marie? Hath thou any council thou canst offer for thou art surely the best to advise me.

*coughs lightly from his place across the room, wishing for once his vampire ears were not so powerful*

*goes over to Nicholas*
My friend, are you all right?

*Giggles, feeling Nicholas' awkwardness from across the room, but stops, realizing my giggling could betaken as offense*.

Well ... to eb very frank, as that is what you seem to desire, your new husband seems ... quite experienced in carnal matters. It is likely he shall simply ... take the lead.

Should you fail to consumate the marriage, though, it shall not be valid. I know not whether by your faith, but by mine and the groom's it is so.

*blushes slightly* Do you require more ... careful and detailed information, cousin?

Oh yes of course ... *blushing slightly* A sip of mine wine went down the wrong pipe I fear