Multi-Fandom Imagines

Petyr Baelish x Reader pt 2

Summary: Continuation of the first part 

Warnings: None

Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated a Game of Thrones imagine in a while but I've had other ideas for other fandoms. But I had this one in my head for a while so here we go.

I stare at myself in the mirror as I take in the white dress and my hair in an elaborate updo. My handmaidens finish fussing before stepping away to take in their handiwork. I hear a knock on my door and say, "Come in." 

I look over and see it's my dad. I see him looking at me with a soft smile and tears in his eyes as he walks over to me. He stops before me and says, "Look at you all grown up." He wipes a stray tear from my cheek before asking, "You ready?" I nod as he links his arm with mine and we walk to where the ceremony will be. 

I'm holding onto my dad's arm like a lifeline we stand behind the large wooden doors waiting for them to open. I feel my dad squeeze my arm and he says, "It's okay relax. Your mom and I are proud of you." I nod a little comforted by his words but I can't say anything because at that moment the doors open. 

As I walk down the aisle with my dad I take in the flowers and vines that are wrapped around the columns of the hall and the petals that had been scattered down the aisle. My eyes finally land on Petyr who looks handsome as ever. My father kisses my cheek before Petyr takes my hand and helps me up the remaining steps. 

The ceremony goes by fairly quickly and before I know it the officiant is saying, "In the sight of the Seven I hereby seal these two souls, binding them as one for eternity. Look upon one another and say the words." 

Petyr and I face each other with our hands entwined as we say, "Father, smith, warrior, mother, maiden, crone, stranger. I am his/hers, and s/he is mine, from this day, until the end of my days." 

Once we finish speaking we both lean in for a kiss. I hear the whole hall erupt into cheers and I can't help but smile into the kiss. When I pull away I see Petyr looking at me with one of his famous smirks. Still holding hands we turn and begin making our way down the aisle. 

Once we've exited the main hall Petyr pulls me into a room off the side of the entrance to the hall. He closes the door behind us and pulls me down onto the couch that's in the room. I rest my head on his shoulder and I ask, "What are we doing in here." 

He replies, "Well I wanted a few minutes alone with my wife before we have to go to the reception." I hum in response before saying, "I can't believe I'm married." I turn and look into his grey-green eyes as he says, "I know. How does it feel to be Lady Baelish now?" 

I think for a moment before replying, "Like it hasn't sunk in yet." He laughs before kissing me once more. 

We spend another five minutes in the room before he stands up and takes my hand, helping to pull me up from the couch, and asks, "Are you ready my love?" 

I look at him with a smile as I respond, "As ready as I'll ever be." With that, he opens the door and we walk hand in hand to our reception and to greet our guests.