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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 6, 2007 23:02:33 GMT -5
Rylton dressed in the clothes carefully, pulling his ornate overtunic on before heading out-keys securely in his pants pocket this time. He walked the distance to the manor, his mother greeting him happily. "Come now, your father is pulling up the carriage, and Vicdra is ager to see you once more. I daresay you have ben influential over him. He's eager to have the ceremony quickly. What do you think?" Zekwae asked, linking his arm through his sons as they walked towards the carriage docks.
"Um....i'd rather not mate until I know my position in my new job is secured. Supporting a family and all," He looked towards his mother who was nodding his approvement.
"Very well. I will get together with Vicdra's mother and we shall make arrangemets now....you will ride in a carriage with him. Be nice, love." He patted his cheek, kissing him before going off to find his mate and other son.
Rylton rolled his eyes and stepped up into the waiting carriage.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 6, 2007 23:06:07 GMT -5
Vicdra smiled when Rylton climbed into the carriage. "Green suits you well." he said, offering his hand for a kiss.
Vicdra was all wound up through-out the carriage ride to the temple. Why did they need a dumb blessing anyway???
Oh well.
Rylton didn't say anything, and neither did he. They were probably BOTH far to happy and excited.
Once out of the carriage, they were all lead into a large room filled with statues and tapestries and pillows, and a large, high backed chair, which they were seated before.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 6, 2007 23:08:46 GMT -5
He had to refrain from looking around too much. This was a different room, but he was SURE this was the temple...was it not? Gods...and Alyvyll was ging to see him here with....well, his mate-to-be as far as everyone else was concerned. He'd come to ters that his parents weren't going to let up on this, but he was going to fight tooth and nail.
Vicdra seemed happy enough, excited even. He stole a glance at him, the dark green ribbon in his hair brushing against the back of his neck.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 6, 2007 23:14:53 GMT -5
Vicdra returned his glance, offering a happy smile.
Then, he entered.
The High Priest.
Dressed head to tow and so much sheer, embroidered robes and veils, and chains and jewels, he was surprised the small person didn't fall over. All one could see was a silhouette.
When Alyvyll stopped and sat back in the high backed chair, his breath caught.
Spirits...
They were testing him, weren't they???
They had to be...
Because the object of all of his sins was right there. With another life-bearer...
Oh Spirits...he'd made the man commit adultery... No...nonono...he was even worse off...
Impure thoughts, impure thoughts!!
He needed to leave.
But he was already here...he couldn't just...just leave...
He swallowed, and prayed, and opened his mouth, speaking, "What is it you seek from the great Spirits? Whom is it for that you come here, and offer giving to the Pits?"
He kept his eyes closed.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 6, 2007 23:20:26 GMT -5
Once more, it was his mother that spoke. Rylton wa afraid that if he did, Alyvyll would disappear. He watched him, imaginging the soft skin under all those robes, the lips pursed tight under the viel. And his eyes....his scent. He almostlet the groan escape, but after a second turned it into a slight cough.
"We seek blessing on my son, and his bethrothed((sp? >_<)). They are to be mated, and we would have them blessed. In offering, we bring the ceremonial rings usd in our mating ceremony." He offered the jeweled rings to the assistant monk with a bow of his dark head.
Rylton did not move his eyes from the figure. He wondered if Alyvyll remembered him, or beter yet, if he was looking at him right now...Heat lept into him at that thought, and the hand holding Vicdra's tightened for a second before he remembered himself.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 7, 2007 9:27:23 GMT -5
Wait...
Betrothed?
Excruciating pain suddenly shot through his chest, causing him to bite back a hiss of pain. And they were holding hands...
"Your Grace?" the Priest asked.
Everyone was staring at him...Rylton was staring at him...
Those feelings he'd worked so hard to be rid of started creeping into his mind again, with another feeling; one that he couldn't place, and if he could, he'd throw himself into the Pits.
"I...can not accept your offering on behalf of the Spirits."
The Priest gawked.
What was he doing?! He'd never denied an offering!! Ever!!
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 7, 2007 9:55:44 GMT -5
((Didn't leave yet, but soon here T3T))
Rylton blinked as his mother made a sound behind him. "Your Grace, it is...they must recieve blessing. May I inquire as to why our offering is refused???" Zekwae protested, flustered and confused.
The vampire halfbreed slowly slid his hand from Vicdra's to fake fixing his hair a bit, the miserable tint to his eyes disappearing. This had to be a ruse-luck on his part. The boy did remember him!
So then.....this was good, right? His mother would never condone this arrangement if they weren't blessed, and if one temple refused, none would bless them.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 7, 2007 10:04:16 GMT -5
"The Spirits refuse it." he repeated.
He felt sick...and his chest hurt.
These feelings....he was going to die...
He stood, "I am sorry...I can't do this..." He stumbled a bit on his way towards the door, the pain far too much.
"Your Grace!!" The Priest cried out, catching the boy before he fell. "I apologize, his Grace has not been feeling well as of late. Please, wait a moment." The Priest called for a monk, and the Monk helped the High Priest out of the room.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 7, 2007 10:08:55 GMT -5
He felt it. The fire. It was not pleasure, but a deep pain, and he knew it was not his. "Excuse me," he stood, going to the monk. "I am a doctor, even High Priests get sick every now and then" he said quietly to the man. "I'll take a look at him, I promise I won't touch," he passed him, following where the man had gone without permission. He needed to speak with Alyvyll....
"I...um....well..." Zekwae patted his hair, taking back the rings, beyond flustered. He just didn't know what to do!
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Post by Raimi on Oct 7, 2007 10:11:02 GMT -5
Vicdra frowned at Rylton's departing figure. "Where is he going?? What's with that Priest? Some temple." he scoffed angrily.
The Priest tried to calm them, "As I said, his Grace has not been feeling well as of late. This is his first blessing in a few days, so please be patient and forgiving."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 7, 2007 10:14:15 GMT -5
"Of course...i'm sorry." Zekwae stood, bowing. "Maybe we could reschedule...Rylton and Vicdra would have their mating ceremony as soon as possible, but they must be blessed first..."
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Rylton followed at a distance. He watched the monk take his Grace into a room. He waited until the man reappeared, shaking his head before moving forward. Beads on his tunic clacked gently as he reached for the knob, slowly opening it an stepping inside.
The room was permeated with Alyvyll's scent and he caught sight of the boy as he began taking of his ceremonial things.
"Hey," he said softly, not wanting to startle him.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 7, 2007 10:17:08 GMT -5
"No." Vicdra snapped. "We can wait." he frowned. He wanted to be with Rylton as soon as possible!!
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Rylton was unsuccessful.
He started and spun around to face him, pressing back against the bed. "Wh--what are you doing in here?? You can't be here, it's against the rules, you must leave."
His heart began to race, and his stomach fluttered.
He'd purified himself for three days!!!! Three whole days!! And yet he wasn't yert rid of his body's sins?!
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 7, 2007 10:20:46 GMT -5
Zekwae glared at the boy. Ungrateul wench...already he was considering not taking him as a son in law. He had ways of persuading his mate to call of the arrangement. "Please sit back down then.." Zekwae spoke, coldly, taking his seat, bowing his head.
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"The monks let me past," he moved forward, standing before him. "Are you alright?" He asked, wanting to touch him so bad. "I'm grateful you didn't do the blessing...this is not something I agreed to..." 'I'd much rather have you...." His mind finished.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 7, 2007 10:24:18 GMT -5
Vicdra frowned but sat back down, watching the Priest until the man sweat and excused himself.
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He tried moving away, but his feet were frozen to the spot. "Please...get away from me...I seduced you...it was my fault, please leave. I must purify myself again..." His voice was weak.
And he wanted so much to be kissed again, to wrap his arms around the man's neck and cling to him. To have him press him down against the bed, and move against him...
Oh Spirits...he was worse than he thought!!!
He wanted to cry. What was wrong with him!?
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 7, 2007 10:27:24 GMT -5
"Seduced me? No...little one. We were both seduced...I think....I would rather have you beside me tan that viper out there..." he was forgetting his was untouchable again...
He reached out and cupped a cheek, his hand stroking tender, soft flesh. Gods...his fluttering eyes were so pretty. "You purified yourself from my touch? Pity," he murmured, skimming his lps over the others, just to try him again...
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