♱ BURN THEM ALL || VIKINGS/GoT › Alfred

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN: THE WEDDING TO UNITE
SEASON 5B
VIKINGS | GAME OF THRONES
—- BURN THEM ALL —-

ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴏɴ ᴠɪᴋɪɴɢs: ʙᴜʀɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀʟʟ
—- Viserya accepts the offer to marry Alfred, but before having internal battles within her —-

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WESSEX

| THERE SHE WALKED— SUCH A LONESOME ROAD ONE MUST FACE AT THAT. Even as those that followed behind her where only their footsteps could be heard, she still felt the overbearing dread of loneliness... Maybe that was what Ragnar had felt when he lay dying in the pit... Loneliness

She could hear the over abundance of various voices and people laughing as fate drew her in closer to the hall. Every noise seemed to invade her eardrums with such ease. The bearing weight of the nerves made her stop just before the doors. She glanced at the women that had been following behind as they passed and closed the doors behind them— leaving her there to be lost in her thoughts. Her body shook at its very core, feeling as though she were about to have a nervous break down.

This marriage was to unite Wessex as a whole, her marriage to Alfred, everything seemed to pounce all at once. This wasn't a battle or war, it wasn't something she was used too. She couldn't use her dragons or her men or sword—It was all her.

She stood still as could be, lost deep in thoughts when Ubbe came from behind and placed his hand atop her shoulder—slightly frightening her.  " It's going to be alright little sister." He spoke with soft words but as he looked into her amber eyes, there laid a scared girl looking back at him.

He gently patted her arm and added, " And if Alfred ever hits you or anything, you tell me. Ok?" Ubbe slightly squeezed her arm before she nodded solumly to his statement. As a last resort to calm her down, he embraced her tightly into a bear hug. There she felt her comforting walls returning—the very ones she felt when Ragnar would hug her...

But it were cut short when the doors slowly opened and revealed everyone standing there waiting patiently inside. They all turned at once towards her as she began her walk in—trying her best not to fall.

The atmosphere was calm and light, flowers were woven into garland that snaked up the columns. The sun was shining in through the windows and the rays beated off against all the greenery—reminding her of Kattegat in the spring when everything was in bloom. Then it reminded her of Daenerys, She had always wandered how her mother and father's wedding was, did they have an elegant wedding? Or was it old fashioned? Or did they even marry?

Viserya strolled down the aisle all the while clutching onto Ubbe's arm for dear life and even he held on to her arm tightly as well. Everyone smiled wide grins as she walked passed, some of which she knew were faked. Her gown flowed elegantly on the floor as she walked, it had quite a long tail.

Ubbe carried a sword sheathed in its protective case in his other hand—one to be given to Alfred. She glanced over to Ubbe and she knew her brother wasn't really happy with the decision she had made but he was more mad at Björn for even offering her.

Her eyes soon gazed up upon Alfred and there he stood, smiling. His eyes seemed to glisten when he saw her and the bouncing of butterflies in her stomach stirred up. She shyly smiled back before quickly glancing to the right and there were her men. Sihtric accompanying himself with a woman Viserya had never seen before. And of course Uhtred had Gisela, but the person that was next to Finan confused her the most—It was Ælswith.