Red Wedding Robb Stark Novels & Stories

Scarlett’s POV I’m here in Ireland for the wedding of my best friend, Lorenzo. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my lips as I watched how happy he was. It’s a garden wedding, surrounded by white chairs arranged in a circle, all facing an arch adorned with flowers and leaves. Under the arch stood the couple and the officiant. Behind them stretched the vast sea, anchored boats, and golden hills. A serene and romantic view. A red carpet lay in the middle, serving as the aisle leading to the altar.

The setting was simple yet elegant, a perfect reflection of their love—pure, strong, and everlasting. Brienne’s eyes welled with tears as she gazed at him, overwhelmed. "Will you marry me, darling?" Raven asked, his voice steady but filled with hope. "Oh gosh... yes!" Brienne gasped, throwing her arms around Raven in pure joy. "Yes! I will marry you!" she added. Raven let out a relieved laugh, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. He wiped them away quickly before taking the ring and gently sliding it onto Brienne’s finger. It fit perfectly, as if it had always belonged there.

Alessandro was dressed in a gold tunic, and a red long robe over him, a golden crown on his head, he stood beside his father, Kieran on the other side of him. The court was filled and overflowing with vampires and humans of very high class. Luckily for him, the arrangements were rounded up before sunrise and the wedding ceremony was on the way. Alessandro straightened up and stared at the door for the umpteenth time, he couldn’t wait to see...

So, it was strange for him to miss his sister’s wedding. Just as I started wondering what Venita's days have been like, in my absence, the white door caught my attention. Shouldn't my focus be on this moment and not think about Venita? I noticed that Thronesman was gone too. Shortly, the sounds of the wedding march fill the room. Thronesman was now leading Mirage in while he linked her arms to his, a young girl with a mix of blonde at the out and brunette at the tip of her hair, fidgeted with the tail of Mirage's as the folds fell over her face.

Everything happens so fast. A few minutes later, I was brought out of the room fully dressed, Enid was outside waiting for me. He was also dressed. I slowly walked up to him with a frown on my face, I did not want to get married. "I don't want this.." I uttered the moment I got to where he was. He was the Alpha of our kingdom, Enid Gayle. My mother and sister were going to his wedding tonight. The wedding that happened to be the talk of the town.

Caine was the one to speak. “Victor is a very superstitious wolf, so he’s definitely going to do the wine ceremony before the wedding.” “Wine ceremony? What is that?” Russell furrows his brows at me. “You dumb fuck, do you live under the sea or something? How do you not know about the wine ceremony?” Caine nudges Russell. “I’ve never heard of that.” Russell is from the east territories, so it isn’t a surprise he didn’t know about it.

She’s oblivious to the fact that Gia and I didn’t get a grand wedding, Nixie on the other hand knows about everything, as for leading Elva and Alejandro to Anna, she’s doing a great job, she tells me all her leads every night. I should be expecting her texts any time now. “Can’t sleep?” A voice calls out from behind and Red walks out of the darkness, holding a cigar in hand, he looks tired from his trip coming from Mystic Falls, it’s unbelievable that Red is going to get married to a dragon lord’s daughter. “Yeah.” I take a sip out of the scotch while he joins me, placing a hand on the railing. He flicks the lighter up his cigarette and drags a smoke.

He promised and scratched the table he placed his hands on deeply, leaving behind the claw marks as a symbol. “If we are done with this meeting, then we should start getting ready for the wedding” Elder Boris declared, and everyone dispersed to their various destinations. *** DRACO’S POV There was no joy compared to the fact that I wouldn’t be attending the damn wedding. I was already planning to make it her worse day ever, but the news that the day of hearing with the king of the east country was exactly on that day made me so excited because she would be getting the worst this time around.

I asked Brennon. Brennon looks over at me and, with a look of confusion and relief on his face, answers my question. "The Rogue king and Sebastian Stormcloak are on their way here."

my wedding really was the Red wedding As for me? I was just trying to breathe. Trying to pretend I didn’t feel what I felt. That I didn’t see Jeremy’s face in my sleep. That I didn’t remember the way he smiled at me even after the blood had spilled from his mouth. That I wasn’t the one who never loved him back. And he had only ever wanted that. For me to love him. Now I stood in front of Ronan’s estate again , I haven't been here since the wedding.