Blessing of the New Prince

Blessing of the New Prince - log submitted by Ginevra Lannister-Tryell

Queen Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell holding the new Prince.  Guarded gallantly by Maara

Maara steps out from the castle with the other Kingsguard and Queensguard, moving to the fore, her demeanor all business. "Hear ye, hear ye! All rise for her royal majesty, Queen Ginevra, and his royal highness, the Prince!" Her voice carries clear, commanding, across the marketplace.

Jude Hunt nods to Luna who has returned to the marketplace "welcome back my dear"

Luna Hunt smiles thank you dear aunt

Cleothyla Manderly curtsies to the Queen.

Thomas Swift Hightower now understands the warrior-woman's place...she is the Queen's Guard

Krull Redwyne stand silent at hearing Marra's commanding voice knowing a special moment approaches

Jahar Dunn stop at hearing the announcement, turning to look at the terrace, bowing his head as he spots the lovely queen

Luna Hunt  bows low .. your Grace

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell stands and looks at the people in the marketsquare. "Greetings, good people of Highgarden, nobles and small folk alike. We are delighted to see you here today in such great numbers to celebrate the beginning of the harvest season. His Grace, King Bandor, is not well enough yet to get up from his bed. As you may have noticed, His Grace has been absent lately, as his wound from the outlaw's attack is keeping him in bed. He sends his greetings to his good people."

Krull Redwyne Long live the king

Tiberius Baelor Hightower Long live the King!

Nermal Tomsen Long live the King!

Nikolaoc Kozlov  moves to the Railing

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell smiles at the assembled Highgarden people and guests. "I present you the Prince, who will be named and blessed in this ceremony as well, before we shall enjoy the market and a dance, which has been prepared in the gardens."

Cherry Hightower Lovely...

Luna Hunt  my a handsome baby

Krull Redwyne stands with a smile on my face seeing the queen holding the new prince

Jahar Dunn offers up a cheer

Tiberius Baelor Hightower swells with pride seeing his new little Lord.

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell delights in the smiles and blessings of the people, then turns to Septon Nikolaoc. "Brother Nikilaoc, will you be so good as to bless the Faire?"

Nikolaoc Kozlov holds up his hands to signal silence to the crowd

Maara stands quietly just behind the Queen and the Prince, her gaze incessantly scanning the crowd for threats. Periodically, she makes a discreet gesture, evidently signaling to guards stationed within the crowd as well.

Nikolaoc Kozlov ALMIGHTY Seven, Lords of heaven and earth; We thank thee for pouring forth blessings upon this land, for giving us a fruitful season; for the Victory in War over the outlaws and the Storm King, for the Treaty of Peace with Dorne. for the Son born to KIng Bandor and Queen Genevra

Nikolaoc Kozlov ALMIGHTY and everlasting Seven, who dost enkindle the name of thy love in the heart of men; Grant to us, thy humble servants, the faith and power of love; that, as we rejoice in triumphs, and persevere in adversity, until at length, through the Justice of the Father, the mercy of the Mother, the honor and courage of the Warrior, the Virtue of the Maid, the Skill and Strength of the Smith and the Wisdom of the Crone , we attain to thine eternal joy when we are called by the Stranger.

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell earnestly follows the septon's words, attentively

Nikolaoc Kozlov So, Lords of heaven and earth; We beseech thee to pour forth thy blessing upon this faire, that celebrates a fruitful season; that we, constantly receiving thy bounty, may evermore give thanks unto thee in thy holy Sept for all the good things of this land under the Blessed rule of King Bandor and Queen Ginevra,

Tiberius Baelor Hightower feels the benediction in the Septons words.

Nikolaoc Kozlov And Bless the farmers and artisans whose efforts have brought forth this bounty and shaped it into these goods for these good folk are the basis and heart of the land.

Thomas Swift Hightower makes the Seven-sign

Brother Nikolaoc makes the sign of the Seven over the crowd and steps back, giving the podium to Septon Swift.

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell nods her thanks to Septon Nikolaoc

Krull Redwyne silently mouths a prayer for the success of the people and the harvest

Jahar Dunn Long live the King and his Family!

Tiberius Baelor Hightower Hear Hear!

Cleothyla Manderly cries Long live the King and Queen.

Cherry Hightower Long live the King and his family!

Luna Hunt  long live highgarden and all those who live within these walls

Kitty Hummingly blessed are we this day

Jahar Dunn mutters as he looks around.."alright where is the wine?"

Kitty Hummingly *hic* i dont know

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell looks over to the septon patiently, gently cradling her son in her arms, so he won't wake up

Jude Hunt looks around at the good people and nods in agreement at their outcries for the King and Queen. She is thrilled to see the new Prince has arrived finally and hopes this means a new chapter for Highgarden and its people.

Maara raises her right hand, tightened in a fist, and there's a discreet scuffle near the back of the marketplace when a city guard seizes up a common cutpurse and hauls him out of the gathering, arms cinched behind his back.

Casiopa Xue  wanders into the market, her eyes growing wide at all the hustle, bustle and finery. Timidly she straightens the skirts of her old dress, hoping no on will notice its outdated fashion.

 Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell   turns her eyes towards Septon Swift

Thomas Swift Hightower   "Let us bow and ask the Sevenfold Blessing on all this week's proceedings!"

Krull Redwyne bows my head in anticipation of the blessing

Julia Forel Hightower respectfully bows

Maara (doesn't bow her head or close her eyes - she may answer to the Seven someday, but for now, she answers to the Queen.

Nermal Tomsen bows a little

Thomas Swift Hightower   "We give thanks to the Sevenfold Spirit that this day dawned grandly and brightly"

 "We give thanks to the Father that the harvest is bountiful and gathered in with no injuries."

 "We give thanks to the Smith that our craftsmen prosper."

 "We give thanks to the Warrior that enemies are warded from our shores."

 "We give thanks to the Maiden foe the bright beauty that surrounds us this day."

 "We give GREAT thanks and praise to the Mother for the Queen's being delivered of a healthy child."

 "By what name will this young one be called, O Queen, that I may enroll him or her among the Faithful?"

 "Then let all rejoice in the new Prince!"

 "We give the Crone thanks for the wisdom of healers and midwives."

  ((RESPONSE: "So say we all"))

Luna Hunt  drops into a low bow

Nermal Tomsen cheers: "Long live the Graces!"

Kitty Hummingly So say we all!

Tiberius Baelor Hightower So say we all!

Cherry Hightower So say we all!

Luna Hunt So say we all

Casiopa Xue quietly whispers. "So say we all"

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell holds up the Prince, and says, "His Grace, the heir to the Tyrell Throne shall be known by the name of Lucian Darius Merek of the Houses Tyrell and Lannister. May he be blessed by the Seven!"

Nermal Tomsen applaudes

Cherry Hightower The Blessed one! Lovely...

Elena Dayne-Redwyne cheers

Krull Redwyne Blessed be Lucian Darius Mere prince of Highgarden!

Cleothyla Manderly applauds!

Wizard Blithesome claps

Casiopa Xue applaudes

Cherry Hightower Brother, Julia! Is not it a lovely lovely day?!

Luna Hunt  my Lady Julia and lord hightower

Luna Hunt how does the day find you both

Julia Forel Hightower Fine thank you

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell smiles radiantly, presenting the prince to the crowd. They - at least the ones that are standing close enough - can see that he has fair hair, and is wrapped in a Tyrell blanket. "I thank you for your blessings. His Grace and I wish you a delightful Harvest Festival, which has been made possible by the intense preparation of our merchant lady Jude Hunt. Please now all delight in the stalls, or walk into the garden, to indulge in a dance below the trees!"

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell "May the Seven bless us all!"

Tiberius Baelor Hightower looks to the clear sky and then to his Sister. "I would have to agree, wonderful weather" looks to the Lady Hunt "I am most well. Many thanks."

Luna Hunt  smiles you are both well and settled into the tower

Julia Forel Hightower How are you doing?

Luna Hunt  im feeling quiet setttled in

Luna Hunt and have stabled my horse

Maara goes where the Queen and Prince go, today, so she awaits their pleasure, leaning in to murmur something to the Queen once she has finished her remarks.

Nermal Tomsen cheers again: "Long live the Graces and a happy time!"

Luna Hunt the work and furnishings in the tower are quiet out standing

Jude Hunt looks to the ground at the Queen's words and says a small pray to the Seven that this event has gone well and all can at last enjoy the faire "Please everyone, to the gardens for a celebratory dance"

Tiberius Baelor Hightower Long live House Tyrell, Long live the King!

Krull Redwyne takes Elena's arm and leads her to the garden

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell bobs her head as Maara speaks to her, then she smiles once more and replies something in a low voice

Casiopa Xue watches all the nobles stroll by. For a moment she hangs back a respectful distance, then follows.

Nermal Tomsen shouts: this way all, please!

Maara signals to one of the guards to fetch the wetnurse for Prince Lucian.

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell "Let us step down and await the wetnurse there," she says towards Maara and descends.

Tiberius Baelor Hightower feeling the old wound in his knee flairing up he says his goodbyes and makes his way to the Tower bowing deeply to his Queen before backing away.

Jahar Dunn turns watching the queen and the little prince from the distance

Maara nods to the guard who has retrieved the wetnurse, stepping close to murmur something to him quietly. Like her, he wears Lannister colors - one of her own men. Whatever she says to him is sobering enough to make him stand a little straighter and pale slightly. He is quick to nod and will escort the wetnurse and her precious cargo.

Tianna Lannister stepping into the market area, she quickly glances around look to see if she can find Lord Jahar.  Her eyes stops as she sees a figure and knowing too well whom it belonged to.  She slides up behind Jahar and slides her arm between his and his body “I hope I did not keep you waiting M’Lord”

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell gently and with a soft smile passes the prince to the wetnurse and kisses his forehead, before letting the wetnurse walk off towards the castle

Jahar Dunn startled at the hands around him he looks over his shoulder as he hears her words.."There you are. I thought I saw you earlier and was looking all around for you."

Maara smiles. "Shall we, Your Grace?" she asks, gesturing in the direction of the dancing.

Ginevra Lannister-Tyrell nods at Maara. "Indeed, let us walk towards the gardens."