35 The Wedding final

Winterhold, Skagos 7th moon of 278 AC

The last people to arrive for Ragnar's wedding were Robert Baratheon and Ned Stark. Robert Baratheon had this annoying habit of stopping in every village before they arrived at Runestone; the reason was obviously to whore around. They arrived on the morning of the wedding day, much to the displeasure of Lord Stark. Rickard had a long and highly educative talk about being the last lord to arrive at an event when the Prince of the Realm was attending such an event. Ned Stark, the quiet wolf, honored his nickname and stood silent while his father was ranting.

Ragnar couldn't welcome them to Skagos because he was getting ready for his wedding. Ragnar was excited to get this chapter of his life done. He was married before, and his first wife was very similar to his soon-to-be second wife—both shield-maidens, both elegant when doing lady things. Ragnar didn't love Dacey, nor did he like her. She was hot, and she wasn't annoying; that was good enough, and in Skyrim, it would surely result in marriage.

Ragnar asked Rickard to be the "priest" at his wedding; it would mean a lot as it would show how close they were. Rickard was Ragnar's friend by this point, one he liked a lot, losing only to Davos.

Davos was such a good friend that Ragnar rewarded him by making him a master of a Masterly House, the Northern equivalent of a Landed Knight, thus the birth of House Seaworth, the sigil being a Black Whaler ship hunting a Leviathan on a field of blue. Ragnar gave Davos the small island of Skane. Ragnar had plans to bring some refugees from beyond the wall and from the south to live there; it would eventually become a trade hub that would trade with Westeros and the lands beyond the wall. Ragnar wanted to declare war on Lys; he would free all bed slaves there and bring them to Skane. Bed Slaves, no one deserved such a fate, and although Ragnar wasn't a saint, the mere existence of Lys brought him to the edges. After befriending Serana, Ragnar began to nourish extreme hate for rapists and alike. That's why he used the blood eagle as punishment for all rapists, which brought the number of rapes in Skagos to around 0, which was good.

Ragnar's plans for Skane were almost finished; he had already sent some builders to start building a port and houses.

Ragnar was distracted when the servants brought his wedding clothes to his chamber. They were white, as white as it can be. House Dovahkiin's cloak was marvelous, made of silk, which Ragnar imported from Yi-Ti. The white clothes and cloak made Ragnar's black hair and beard look even darker.

As he walked towards the Heart tree in his keep's yard, Ragnar saw that all the guests were already there, some talking to each other and others silent, waiting for the ceremony to begin. Once they saw Ragnar, they all went silent; he walked to the heart tree and knelt a few minutes later Dacey Mormont, escorted by Jeor Mormont, walked to the Heart tree and knelt by Ragnar's side. At that moment, Rickard Skark walked from behind the Heart Tree; he smiled at Ragnar and said.

" Who comes before the Old Gods this day?" He said

" Dacey, of House Mormont, comes her to be wed. A woman grown, trueborn and noble. She comes to beg the blessings of the Gods." Jeor Mormont said.

" Who comes to claim her?" Asked Rickard

" Ragnar Dovahking, Lord of Skagos, trueborn and noble," Ragnar said, his voice collected but still powerful.

" Who gives her?" Rickard asked

" Jeor, of House Mormont, who is her uncle." Jeor Mormont said

" Lady Dacey, do you take this man?" Rickard asked

" Aye, I take this man," Dacey said.

" Lord Ragnar, do you take this woman?" Rickard asked

" Aye, I take this woman," Ragnar replied.

Rickard then extended his hand and waited; seeing this, Ragnar removed House Mormont's cloak from Dacey's shoulders and gave it to Rickard, who gave it to Jeor. Rickard once more extended his hands, and Davos brought a House Dovahkiin's cloak to Rickard, who gave the cloak to Ragnar, who placed it on Dacey's shoulders.

Ragnar, Dacey, and Rickard then waited for the guests to go inside the Main Keep and grabbed Dacey in bridal style, and carried her to the Main Keep where the feast would take place.

The Main Keep was loaded with food but no drinks; the guests were already seated and waiting for the bride and groom to enter through the door to begin the feast. Once Ragnar walked in with Dacey on his arms, and Rickard behind him, all the Northern Lords and Ladies shouted loudly, after which a silence followed as they waited for Ragnar to say something.

" SERVANTS, BRING THE MEAD, THE WINE AND THE ALE! FOR TODAY WE FEAST IN HONOR OF MY WEDDING!" Ragnar shouted, and Dacey who was in his arms, could feel the thunder on Ragnar's chest as he shouted. Servants walked in and gave each lord a horn mug. They were mostly filled with mead, except for the southerners' mug. Once every Lord and Lady had a mug filled with something, Dacey included, Ragnar said

" THE FIRST TOAST IS NOT TO ME AND NOT TO MY HOUSE… BUT FOR THE NORTH… A TOAST FOR THE NORTH! AND THAT ALL WINTERS BE AS PROSPEROUS AS THIS ONE." Ragnar shouted and the lords and ladies shouted with him. Dacey gave some mead for Ragnar, and after he drank he kissed her passionately and finally let her go from his arm.

" HAH, THAT'S A TRUE NORTHERNER!" Robert Baratheon shouted with his booming voice!

The feast went on for hours, at one point, Ragnar got into a wrestling match with Greatjon Umber and Robert Baratheon at the same time. Ragnar was happy, partially for marrying and partially for finally feeling like he belonged in this world.

Ragnar went to talk to Rhaegar at some point; the Silver Prince was surprisingly enjoying the feast, and the booming nature of the Northern lords didn't allow him to brood. Rhaegar mentioned that he found the Northen wedding to be quite enjoyable.

The music was fun and contagious,new songs from Tamriel. Ragnar the Red was quite the hit. But the one that got them the most was the Dovahkiin song in the Dragon Language. Some people thought it was the old tongue.

" TIME FOR THE BEDDING" someone shouted and Ragnar could only grin as he really wanted to fuck Dacey that night. Different from the South, in the north, there was no bedding ceremony, the Lords would just carry the bride and the groom to the Lord's chambers.

As the Lords were carrying him, Ragnar looked and Dacey with a mischievous grin, which she returned with a luxurious one. He knew he was getting laid the whole night, and this prospect brought out some euphoria Ragnar didn't realize was inside him.

They fucked the whole night and morning, the walls would shake, and Ragnar ended up breaking the nightstands on both sides of the bed. Although just a regular woman, Dacey was able to keep up with Ragnar pretty well. Ragnar was sure he would love this marriage as long as it lasted.

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A/N: Ha, extra chapter for you guys! I hope you guys like it. The wedding arc is finally over, and tomorrow… tomorrow, new things await.

Thank you for the support!