Chapter 136 – 13. Bigamy (6)
At dawn, the cheerful sound of the horn echoed across the mountain range beyond the fort and into the forest. Musicians called trouvers in northern Gaul played joyful melodies to announce the dawn. Because I had to wake up those who told me to pour and drink around the bonfire that didn’t go out all night and foretell the coming ceremony.
The time was finally the Sabbath of the Sabbath.
Musicians active in the southwestern part of the kingdom plucked the strings of the lute. Under the patronage of the Grand Duke of Tarn, they were troubadours who specialized in stringed instruments. Due to the nature of the cold climate, it was the same as the rival of the northern trouver who had a deep knowledge of wind instruments.
A calming song suitable for a calm and peaceful morning.
Sitting in front of a bonfire, the wanderer with his arms crossed was alone and sentimental. I listened to the sound of the horn and lute followed by the noise of the carriages that filled the square. Hard horseshoes patted the stone floor, and I felt the horse spurring and snorting as it picked up its breath.
It was a caravan that passed through the city association of Brullin, a neighboring country.
Naturally, most of the members were merchants. Perhaps, on the way to Hellas, Aragon, Nasr, etc., He heard the news that a nearby influential person was getting married and stopped by. Even so, the benevolent baron of the frozen land had a reputation for preferring to give to those around him rather than lavish weddings.
Among the members who entered the city following the wagon procession, those in unusual attire appeared one by one. Minezenger, was a songwriter in the city union famous for talking about sublime love.
Thus, all three of the continent’s most famous minstrels were gathered. The women appeared in the heat so hot that even those who had fallen out after dancing all night would stand up again and shake their bodies.
It was the time of the supper, and it was also the beginning.
In front of the silenced bonfire, the women threw tinders in and grilled the meat on skewers. In the frozen region, meat, which can be said to be popular, was cooked sizzling without sparing any kind. The most popular was the traditionally marinated lamb.
Unlike other meats, it had a slight smell peculiar to old sheep, but to the northern natives or tribesmen in the great snowfields, it was just another flavor. Small but tasty rabbit meat, soft and tender venison that is easy to chew for a long time, and even the mouth-watering pork that is cut into large chunks and sprinkled with salt are nothing to compare.
People who were driven by hunger picked up the skewers one by one. I put the gravy dripping and the grease on the boiling meat into a bowl and tasted it. Among them, some shared bread baked in an oven from a nearby private house, and some shared it.
Wandering was one of them. With soft rye bread and onion stir-fried until sweet and simmered, he enjoyed a hearty breakfast.
Amidst the exquisite ensemble of Trouber, Troubadour, and Minezenger, I realized that this is indeed civilization and then smiled. As if to bless those who are getting married today, they looked up at the clear sky with clear weather and tried to preserve the path.
The brilliant and dazzling sun rising, the white clouds scratching the sky like strong waves, flocks of resident birds spreading their wings wide and gliding, the gray walls firmly established with majestic spirit, and the endless stream of guests and onlookers.
In terms of scale, there are quite a few such ceremonies in the center. However, unlike the bustling events in the capital, there was a harmonious order in the fortress city. I couldn’t find a merchant who was prone to making a fuss while trying to make money, or a scoundrel who was blackmailing for profit, even after washing my eyes.
The secret to such security was, of course, a thorough arrangement.
The soldiers who took turns standing on duty were full of enthusiasm. It was because he was a baron who looked down on them, the insignificant soldiers of the border, and improved their treatment. It was because she was the wife who wisely led the territory despite the atrocities of the greedy vassals since the death of the previous margrave.
Her man and woman get married, reviving the members of her fading hope her. She could never let something unsavory ruin the event. So, the guards, who wore cold metal helmets over leather armor and thick fur hats, intervened and helped resolve every small conflict.
As usual, there were many beggars flocking to rumors of a party all over the Marquis Baekryeong. They were often ostracized because they had nothing, and they often broke the order and intervened in distribution, probably because of hunger. However, even so, the soldiers of Dongto did not carelessly touch or act coercively.
But, I just did what I was told beforehand.
First of all, I didn’t touch those who quietly got food in the square. Even if there was a category that caused trouble, we took action after hearing the circumstances first. Of course, this does not mean that we have only taken a humane approach.
For example, those who coveted or harmed others were immediately arrested without exception.
The poor are everywhere. The reason Margrave Baekryung has been free from such problems so far is simply because the people wandering the streets in such a barren environment were not easy enough to survive. So, in many ways, breathing was freed, and now he would face such a realistic problem.
The wanderer nodded.
Well-trained soldiers were wise and calm. From the standpoint of vividly watching their actions from the sidelines, there was nothing to worry about. Among the words of careful inquiry based on mutual respect, there was also a question about the current situation.
For those who are sick and sick, a relief center in a nearby church, for those who are tired and tired, a poorhouse in Saint-Buch in the southern part of the country, for those who want a new start, job placements in various places, and for those who want to stay with blessings, warm food and a bed.
By noon the square was crowded. Even though the fierce blizzard was fierce at times, it could not stop the people of today. Thanks to this, the wanderer enjoyed the atmosphere of Ardennes City while guarding the warm bonfire and interacted with many people.
She was a young woman from the East, who introduced herself as her maid of honor to the Duchess of LeBlanc, and laughed and chatted with her. When she said that she seemed to have seen me somewhere, she danced a few times while wandering around. She was a woman who had to return to the mansion because the ceremony was about to begin.
She introduced herself as a middle-aged man from the South, a servant of the Grand Duke of Tarn, and she enjoyed small talk over a glass of wine with him. As expected, she laughed and chuckled, saying that a lot of people do that because of how familiar my face is. And then until the drunken man fell asleep.
A dancer girl who said she came from the west, she said that she was familiar with her famous autumn stone her, and gave her directions to the girl who trembled with pride. She chatted only for a short time, but it was not a bluff.
And when the atmosphere is in full swing.
The warm sunlight illuminated everyone in the plaza, and a man and a woman walked out calmly. They were the newly married baron and wife. Like Kira-seong, the many witnesses who accompanied him prayed for happiness with valuable words to the cheering crowd.
Like twinkling stars, let each other be a milestone in the dark night sky.
Love today more than yesterday, and respect like the two left behind when tomorrow never comes.
May the years that flow like the wind endure with love as hot as flames.
In this way, everyone is informed. We officially declare that the two have become husband and wife in accordance with the strict laws of the land under the protection of the heavenly gods and the tradition of the northern frozen land under the care of the Great King.
Everyone clapped their hands and rejoiced. The baron, who was always wearing an ebony-black wedding dress with a deep luster, eventually held his wife’s delicate hand politely. I brushed her hair with her balm, and even the scars across my face looked like decorations, and I put on a gorgeous wedding ring from a distance.
Then, the bride, who covered her face with a veil under a platinum crown densely studded with jewels with the hands of artisans, in a dress as pure as white ice caps, rejoiced and revealed herself. He dared to open his mouth, showing off his beauty, like the incarnation of beauty that cannot be described by any rhetoric.
He wants to convey love, future, hope, and overflowing emotions.
In the end, she couldn’t hold back her tears of joy and burst into tears.
He felt the eternity between moments. And they all danced and sang and kissed each other perfectly in the rapture of joy. As if hinting at the frozen land where only reformation and revival await, the ceremony ended while looking at the enthusiastic people.
Henrietta LeBlanc, congratulations to the bride who shared the joys and sorrows of her life.
Marguerite Dior, the sister’s blessings that made the current baron possible.
Anais and Leonard, their emotions as if they were the parents of the groom.
Edward Dean and Isla Dean, witnessed by those who will support the couple going forward.
And Temur, even the entrance of the giant who exercised a step that was never light.
All together.
