<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/5HNIc6a.jpg?1)</div><br/><strong>Odell the White</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Forum<br/><strong>With:</strong>everyone<br/><strong>Time:</strong>wedding<br/><hr/><br/>As agreed Odell was the first of the prince's brides to emerge from the cathedral. She looked statuesque in both size and posture, her form draped in a gown of the softest fur, blending in with her own white features making it hard to discern where the gown stopped and her own fur and hair started. In the bright sun of that gentle afternoon the dragoness's white hair and dress seemed to shine and sparkle, as if she herself was a jewel, giving a proud elegance to her intimidating form.<br/><br/>As she made her way towards her soon to be husband the girl briefly glanced up at the rooftops, making eye contact with the dragons in attendance, none of her parents were amongst them, but the official "ambassadors" had come in keeping with formal customs. She could see the grim expectation in their eyes, the hope of their people resting upon her malformed shoulders...however despite the hope and expectation she saw, there was not one ounce of pride to accompany it, not for her at least. After all one did not take pride in their tools so much as the craftsman who created them, no doubt the royal spell whisperers would be given no end of praise for crafting her into something the human prince would find palatable.<br/><br/>Odell had been made aware of the...disagreement, between her representatives and the royal church. She could understand both sides well enough. The dragons did not want to show weakness, disadvantaged as they already were, but the crown did not want to be seen going to such extravagant lengths to accommodate her, as if she were of superior importance. She honestly didn't think it would be that much of an issue to kneel to kiss her husband, after all it showed how much larger she was than him, wouldn't that in itself be a show of power? Regardless it wasn't her place to dispute these things, and it seemed a compromise was found...she would be marrying a man<em>and</em>a horse.<br/><br/>This was the first time for Odell to actually see prince Auren, having not even been granted a portrait of his image before this very moment. She had to admit that the makeshift centaur was quite handsome for a human, a sort of "rugged yet clean" charm to him. Ofcourse she did not really have much frame of reference to judge the attractiveness of humanoid creatures outside of her elven tutor, but the same tinkerings that had ensured her humanoid body had also endowed her with the proper urges and chemistry to be aroused by such a form, the last thing the dragons wanted was to go through all this trouble to create a suitable heir only to find out she was horribly turned off by the human body.<br/><br/>She remained mostly silent throughout the ceremony, not exactly the best situation to try and get to know her new husband, though when she could she was sneak sideways glances towards him, a mixture of nervousness and curiosity clear on her face whenever she gazed upon the man that was to be her king and lover.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/twxHrJl.png)</div><br/><strong>Serana vi Marion</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Forum<br/><strong>With:</strong>everyone<br/><strong>Time:</strong>wedding<br/><hr/><br/>While the first princess took her turn Serana watched the ceremony from the cathedral doorway, arms crossed casually as she took in the spectacle of it. All the decorations, all the people gathered from the far corners of the continent, truly a grand occasion. She glanced far across the way to see a trio of similarly dark clad figures looming at the edge of the forum, the witnesses sent from Marion to confirm and record her success in this endeavor. Serana chuckled a bit to herself, watching the prince struggle a bit to kiss his towering bride even from horseback, thinking back to the goblin princess and how their ceremony would look similarly goofy. But was that not half the fun of forcing the prince to bed with every creature of the land? The original emperor must have either had a wide range of fetishes or a truly grand sense of humor. With a mask hidden smile Serana turned to the next princess in line behind herself and casually ushered her forward, doing the same with the next and the next after that, deciding to stall her own ceremony for a bit so that she could watch the others, it was far more entertaining that way after all. Plus it was an act of undying selflessness, literally putting the other queens before herself in a grand display of compassion.