NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Invite Only, Closed.
IC:

Not many people have ever seen Arnah’s cathedral with their very eyes, to perceive the glimmering stoen shining rubies and the golden fountains perched delicately amongst the walls, as birds chirped and the windows only so softly showed the dancing rays of sunlight entering the sometimes dark and large ominous building. Stone tentacles seemed to wreath their way up through to the top of the ceiling, as a long and winding chandelier, carved only so beautifully of gold dangled from it’s ends, supported by a silver chain. Stain glass windows, reflecting many-coloured light, and dancing rays of red and green so softly melded together to form a watery bask of coloured light. Golden chairs, with fountains and streams of red wine flowing through the holy canvas of the stone bearings, still etched with the running liquid, lined the massive building, with a red draped carpet standing so deftly and rolled out towards a tall stone pedestal.

It was here on that pedestal, on that giant throne like statue, that a certain tall, ominous, mysterious and destructive man, powerful and overwhelmingly persuasive, would be wed, for the first time in his sanctifying life. His bride, they would ask? A pink haired woman, a foreigner from the far off lands of Transylvania, an empire that rivalled so dearly that of Saerus’ home, the ever so promiscuous and detached of his duties. A war could be raged, a civil disturbance crushed beneath the blinding steel boots and the gripping metal greaves. But this time, he was different. He was not in a great suit of armour, a shimmering glance of strength ebbing through his body, but he was in a great, tall suit, as tail-like ends flickered in his back, like an ominous dress that only furled at his back. In his dressing room, with his servants attending to every detail, Nahk standing there watching, Saerus did not move.

“I can’t believe it. Never did I see it coming.” Saerus sighed, as Nahk chuckled slightly.

“You never saw it coming at all. Like the flanking of Erges.” Nahk said, as Saerus chuckled.

“Shut up.” Saerus replied, as the moving of people was heard, the sand pounding on the cathedral’s outer doors.

Selene Darkholme, the pink haired princess of the Dominion, stood in her dressing room. Servants were moving fast around her, doing what ever she wanted. She looked over a long white wedding dress. “I love that dress.” she said out loud. “It will show off my best assets.”

“Yes, it will daughter.” said her mother, Katherine. “You look beautiful my dear.”

“Thank you, mother.” said Selene. The servants help her into the dress and one of them walked over to her with a red velvet pillow. On this pillow was a diamond and platinum crown with some gold assents. Selene placed it on her head and smiled.

"Are you ready for this?" Nahk asked, his eyes squinting in curiosity.

"I'm ready." Saerus replied, still straightening his suit.

Selene looked beautiful in her wedding dress. Servants check everything from her makeup to her feet, which nobody would see. She heard the door open and turned around. The Count walked in and said “You look beautiful, Selene.”

“Thank you, Father.” she said.

“It about time.” said JWolf. He walked over to Katherine and kissed her then said “You will be need out there.”

“Okay, dear.” said Katherine as she walked over to Selene. Then kissed her on the lips before heading out to her seat.

After that JWolf and Selene headed towards the chapel then wait for the music to be played...

As the large organ was heard in the faint distance, Saerus stood up, as Denise emerged into the tent, in her uniform. "Mr. Annirak, I will be escorting you to the pedestal." She said, standing still.

"No thanks, Denise." He said, walking out of the room alone, as he took a quick cut to the front, and finally reached there, standing at the stone pedestal.

After Searus was in placed, two servants opened the door to the chapel. The bride entrance music began to play. JWolf, on Selene’s right side, and Selene started down towards the pedestal.

They made it to the pedestal and JWolf waited to hand his daughter over to Searus.

"We're having the leader of the Priest Caste bless our marriage, if you're alright." Saerus said to Selene, his hand outstretched to hers.

“That is fine, dear.” said Selene as she took Searus hand. The Count headed back to his seat, where his three brides are.

Arcarum in large shining robes of silver emerging from the front, with a great jeweled blade perched in his hand, headed towards the pedestal, a transparent glass marble like object in his other hand. Waiting as everyone began to take their place, and the cathedral quiet, only a whispering the wind so soft to be heard.

"Raise your left hand, please." He said, as Saerus raised his left hand.

Selene did what Arcarum said to do. She raised her left hand and waited.

"Ilussiman erodruithiros irremunisk dask dask kaarumahk.. " Arcarum stated, as he kept his stance still. "Arnah, the goddess of beauty and youth, with her sister, Elisk, the Goddess of love, will apporve undoubtly, of these two and their wedding, in holy matrimony. From politically, to personally, your unity will be seen throughout."

He raised his fingers, and the marble like balls fell onto the couples' hand, as it unwound and latched onto their hands, locking them together.

"Saerus, from the first moment you have ever thought of having this woman as your wife, your bride, have you ever wavered in your thoughts? Have you ever thought that perhaps is could never surmount to merely nothing more than a pure and naive love?"

"No, Lord." Saerus said.

"Will you promise, to never lie, hurt, cheat and place her in harm, for as long as your memory and your soul exists? Your love unrequited into the still great halls of sanctitiy?"

"Yes, Lord."

"Have you ever fell in love so unsurpassed and passionate?"

"No, Lord."

"Will you promise to care for her, to seek her wisdom, love her and protect, as if she of your own flesh?"

"Yes, Lord." Saerus said, as in the seats somewhere, Ashili leaned forwards in anticipation to hear better.

Arcarum turned his head to Selene now, as the metal greaved like lock still keeping their hands together. It was becoming hot, most uncomfortable indeed.

"Selene, will you promise to do what Saerus cannot, and to help him when he needs most help?"

Selene could feel her hand getting hot. [i]This is a weird wedding[/][i she said to herself.

“Yes, Lord.” said Selene.

"Will you promise to use yoru own speech as yoru word? And your word as an everlasting promise?"

“Yes, Lord.” said Selene.

"Will you do what Saerus asks, when his body is broken and his soul unrelentlessly carved from into the realms of the dead?"

“Yes, Lord.” said Selene.

"Then, I shalt break this bond." He lunged the sword up, and smashed it dangerously down upon the metal greave, which lashed back immediately, and retracted back into a small metal ball.

"I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." He said, slinking back.

Wow! said Selene as Arcarum broke the metal greave. She moved into to kiss Saerus.

Saerus kissed Selene, as it seemed to take forever, a kiss that was everlasting and forever going it seemed.

The kiss was taking forever. These two people were in love with each other. And everybody could see it.

Finally, he turned to the door, Selene's hand in his, as he urged her to come outside.

Selene stopped and looked at the door. “The sun is still up.” she said. “Elizabeth, Lilli, be dears and block it for me.” she added.

Elizabeth and Lilli did what their sister told them to do. A huge black rain looking cloud formed over Arnah’s cathedral. Blocking the sunlight. Then Selene moved towards the door.

Denise moved up to the door, handing them a pair of keys. "On behalf of the sword-bearing police, I offer you this gift." She gave to them a pair of keys.

Saerus, with a curious look, opened the doors of the cathedral to find a sleek black car parked, it's light smoothly bouncing off it's dark and shining surface. "Thanks." He said, opening the door.

"Well, Selene?"

“You’re sweet, Denise.” said Selene as she looked at the car. Almost like a secret agents car. she said to herself. She look over at her husband and said “Take it for a test drive, husband.”

"Are you coming?"

“Oh…yeah. The car made me zone out.” she said as she hopped into the passenger seat. “It is nice.”

"Saerus pressed the button on his left, a glistening red button, as the door swung shut and locked around them. Instantly, he blazed it into it's heaviest gear, and sped off, the pressure from the speed pressing on him from all sides.

“This is fun.” said Selene. The pressure pushed her back in the seat. “And she is fast, too.”

"Yeah." He said, turning it back into the driveway.

“I like this car.” said Selene. “Fast and dark.”

Saerus only chuckled...

Later that night...

It was a clear, warm, and windless night, only the bulbs of fragrant light hitting the soft windowsills and the metal barred fence hidden behind a begot of potted flowers and a wooden door full of stone pieces, etched into it's heart. There, the same black car had parked, amongst a bevy of reporters marauding the vehicle as it parked, limousines and jets on their way.

As Saerus sat in the car, he briefly kissed his wife, and asked her, "Lots of reporters. Are you ready?"

Selene looked out the window at the light bulbs flashing. She was wearing nice black dress. Her pink hair in a ponytail. She was Selene Darkholme-Annirak, now.

“I’m ready.” she said.

"Let's go." He said, pulling her hand up and pulling her out of the car, as cameras flashed from every direction, the light blindingly bright.

Selene smiled at the cameras and posed for a couple of pictures. She kissed Saerus for one of the picture.

"Okay, let's go." He said, pushing his way through the crowd.

“Okay.” said Selene. She followed the path that her husband made straight to the door.

In the giant wreathing building, they saw many Lords of all statures, of all heights and difference. One of them, a tall, handsome and powerfully built man, apporached the couple and shook Saerus hand. "Saerus, you old dog. You've finally gotten married, haven't you?" He was laughing to himself.

Saerus smiled back appreciatively. "Selene, this is Desdomahk, Leader of the Province of Archios. Desdomahk, this is my wife, Selene."

Selene shook Desdomahk‘s hand. “Nice to meet you.” she said.

"My, what a pretty she is, Saerus." Desdomahk said. "So, Selene, do you work in the military?"

“Thanks for calling me pretty.” she said.

“Nope.” said Selene. “I’m just a princess of the Dominion. But I know how to handle a rifle and other type of weapons of war.”

"What weapons?" It was obvious Desdomahk was curious.

"Oh, I forgot. Desdomahk is the leader of the Jenrakian Commando forces." Saerus said.

“Swords, pistols, and the normal stuff.” said Selene. “I manned an AA gun once. That was fun.”

Desdomahk smiled and chuckled. Lifting his glasses, he yelled in a strong and valorous voice, a great booming sound that echoed with grace and magnificence in the halls. "To Saerus Annirak, and Selene Darkholme! May forever, your souls last in tandem!" as they other people lifted their glasses in return.

In a quick united movement, they brought the glass to their mouths, and drank it down quickly.

3 weeks later...

Saerus' coat was bloodstained, but all the more worth it, as his men kept him in their vehicle, a parchment in his hands. Anther rival dead, and his organization was growly swiftly. Soon all of Jenrak's organized crime would be in hsi grasp, but for now, he must return back to his castle, return home.

Bullet proof cars he was in, with metal curaisses on the end, as they drove into the driveway, and the door opened. An armed man emerged, his muscles rippling, as Saerus followed. "Here, boss." The man said, checking out for anything disturbing.

The Count and the other members of the royal family, which were at the weddings, raised their glasses.

3 weeks later…

Selene was feeling weird the whole day. A normal human would think this a tummy ache or something. Being a vampire made it weird. Vampire can’t have tummy aches. Something is up with her.

She was waiting for her husband to return for taking out another rival crime boss. She saw him pulled thought the castle’s gate. So, she head down to meet Saerus at the castle’s door. She waited at the door for him to enter.

Saerus had to pull hard to wreap apart the massive wooden doors, but finally he was able to enter the castle.

Selene saw that Saerus’ coat was bloody. “Are you hit?” she asked.

"No, I was just busy." He tried to keep the details quiet. "You look different. What's going on?"

“Been feeling weird.” she said. She rubbed her belly. “Thought I was hungry and ate some good food. But it did not go away.”

“I don’t know what it up.” said Selene.

"Have you ever had this before?"

“Nope, this is the first time.” she said.

"You want to go to the doctor?"

“Don’t feel that good to travel. Maybe we can have a doctor come here.” said Selene.

"Okay." He snapped his fingers at his escort. "Get a doctor here as fast as possible." He said.

Finally, after a few minutes, he came back. "The doctor's going to be here soon, boss." He said.

Selene took a seat and relaxed a bit. As she relaxed, something when through her mind. I loss my virginity to Saerus three weeks ago. she said herself. And it was unprotected, too.

Her face looked a little happy and sad at the same time.

"Doctor's here, boss." The man said, as a tall and balding man emerged from the front entrance, in a hurried position.

"Good. Please leave." Saerus told his escort, as the armed man left the hallway.

The doctor had kind eyes, but his face was scarred, and his skin burnt. "Alright, Miss, you'll need to breath slowly." He said. "Very slowly."

Selene slow her breathing down. “I’m a vampire, doc.” she said. “So, somethingd will not be like a human. My heart beat is one of them.”

"Alright, but I need you to breath slowly. Please do that." He urged.

Selene slowed her breathing down as good as she could. After a few seconds is was normal.

The doctor lifted up a vial, and dipped a net-like object into it, letting it soak into the liquid for a few minutes, before placing it up in front of Selene's mouth. As she breathed, a swirling purple gas appeared, and the doctor smiled. "Congratulations." He reached his hand out and shook Saerus, who looked curious.

He then turned to Selene. "You're pregnant."

Selene had shocked and happy look on her face. Her breath started to go nuts. Almost like she was freaking out.

She clamed herself down before she passed out. She pulled Saerus in her and kissed him. “Your going to be a daddy.” she said.

She looked over at the doctor and asked “When can we tell what the sex of the baby is going to be?”

"When it's bases are formed. We can't tell before then." The doctor said, his shoulder shrugging, while Saerus had a look of faint surprise.

“That is little in three or four months.” asked Selene. She pulled Saerus into a chair before he passed out and hit his head.

"Well, Congratulations." The doctor said, before getting up an leaving.

“Bye, doc. And thank you for coming.” said Selene. After he was gone, she looked over at Saerus. “Don’t tell Ashili.” she said with serious face. “She will make both of us good nuts. We will tell her when I start showing.”

“So…are you happy?” she asked.

"Well, this will be interesting. But yes, yes I'm happy." He smiled, sitting down in the middle of the hall.

“Okay.” said Selene. “That is good that you are happy about this.”

“You want a baby boy or a baby girl?” she asked.

"It doesn't matter." He kissed her forehead, before getting up.

“Okay, aren’t you a sweet heart.” said Selene. “I bet you would be better with a little daughter. The girl everybody would want to date but nobody wants to because of who her father is.” She laughed at that.

“Or have a son, who is like his father. A warrior.” she added.

Saerus chuckled. "If I had a daughter I would have a girl who could relate to Nahk's own daughter. If I had a son Ashili would go raving to meet him." He lifted his head, and he smiled blankly.

"I think a daughter would be nice. But we'll let fate decide that."

“I feel sorry for the baby then. Having Ashili as an aunt.” she said with a smile. “Yes, we wait and see what our baby will be.”

"I guess so." He said, getting to go outside.

Selene got up and started walking beside him. Her right hand in his left hand. “Got any names for our baby? A family name or something that sounds cool.”

"No. I'm not good at names, never will be."

“Well, I have two names.” said Selene. “One a boy’s name and one a girl’s name.”

“ Cassandra Darkholme-Annirak or Cassandra Annirak, if we have a girl. It is up to you, if they have Darkholme-Annirak or just plain Annirak”

“Hector Darkholme-Annirak or Annirak, if we have a boy.” she added.

"Cassandra sounds nice." Saerus said. "I'm not sure about Hector."

“Hector was prince of Troy. Father meet him in battle.” said Selene. “But I will think up another boy name later.”

“You want our child to have just your last name?” she asked.

"Our will be blessed with both." He said. "But for legal purposes, and the purpose of making things easier to speak, he or she will be after my last name. It's simply shorter, and easier to spell....or at least I hope so." He added.

"Okay." said Selene. "I see what you are talking about. Remy, Cavlin's son, full name is Remy Barrilleaux-Saint Clair."

"Wow. That is a long name."

“Yes, it is a long name.” said Selene. “His sister’s full name is Madeline Barrilleaux-Saint Clair.”

"A family of long names." Saerus chuckled softly.

4 Months later...

The doctor, the same one, came back, when Saerus barely remembered. "Can I come in?" He asked, before walking in anyway, and Saerus merely shrugged.

"Selene! The Doctors here!" He yelled.

“Okay.” she yelled back. Everybody could see that she was pregnant by now. She got up to meet the doctor, but sat back down.

“Tell him to come up here.” she yelled.

"Come on." Saerus gestured, as the doctor followed.

"Selene, it's the same doctor before." Saerus told Selene.

The doctor reached out his hand to shake hers. "Hello, madam. My name's Doctor Erdes."

“Oh…okay.” said Selene. “It has been four months, think you can tell the sex now.”

"Well, depending on the chemical balance, I'll need you to breath slowly again, and I'll see."

Selene slowed her breathing down. Then she continued to do as she waited.

"The male and female are secreting different kinds of chemicals that can be traced. Since they feed off the mother's energy, their waste is dumped as well as the mother's as they feed on what the mother feeds. So, in response," He lifted a small jar of a thick liquid to Selene's mouth, and waited for her breath. As the soft breath passed over, the thick liquid turned red, and the doctor dabbed the jar with a napkin.

"It's a girl." He said.

She looked over at Saerus, “Cassandra is going to be daddy’s little girl then.” she said.

Selene looked back at the doctor and said “Thank you.”

"No problem, madam." He said, smiling and then rushing out of the doors.

Selene looked at Saerus and said “Come here, you big hunk of a man.”

Oddly enough, Saerus refused the temptation. "I have something to think about. I'll be back tonight."

Selene frowned and said “Okay, go handle what ever to have to do. Don’t get yourself shot.”

Saerus chuckled. It would be hard to keep that promise.

“See you later.” said Selene. She smiled and picked up the book next to her.

"Okay." He said, leaving.