Novel Legend
Chapter 135
Chapter 135
Part 20
“Your sense of responsibility does you proud, but I think you are missing the greater social and political
implications of the situation.
“We have always benefited from our alliance with The High People, and been very proud of it, and we
know that our powerful alliance with them is based on your close personal friendship with Prince
Yazadril, which gives our alliance a greater dimension than the merely political.
“Hilia is universally recognized as the most dynamic and progressive nation in The Just Alliance, and
your bonding with Prince Mark should represent an alliance between Hilia and The People of Life of an
even more profound nature than our alliance with the High People, which is itself strengthened by your
bonding with Talia, and by Bezedil’s marriage to Dalia. The fact that Mark and Talia are Key to The Just
Alliance and key to the nexus in no way diminishes their popularity and appeal.
“We ask only that you three make it official, both your marriage to Mark and Talia, and the resulting
social and political alliance between Hilia and The People of Life.
“Rather than abdicate in favor of Dalia and Bezedil, you should make them co-Regent, or even ruling
Prince and Princess Regent if you wish to avoid sessions like this one and to give them a taste of true
ruling responsibility. As you know, I would gladly give up the responsibilities of being Regent. But you
should not abdicate your rule, Your Majesty, rather you must retain it, it order to strengthen as much as
possible our alliance with Hilia. And because you are still our most preferred and cherished choice as
monarch.
“That alliance with Hilia may be politically redundant now that we are all allied within The Just Alliance,
but you can be certain that our people will still have strong feelings of pride from such a joining.”
“I see.” Alilia nodded. “And you think no one will mind that I would marry a human who already has
another wife?”
“Please.” Smogin grinned. “Talia is already beloved by our people for being very capable, adorable, and
a genuine war hero. And as far as we’re concerned, Mark isn’t a human, he’s a warlock. So that’s okay.
The attitude doesn’t make much sense, but there it is.”
“Thank you Smogin.” Alilia smiled as she considered his response, then looked around at the faces of
her petitioners.
“Do your thoughts on this reflect his?”
She had to grin in surprise at the mighty cheer her people gave in enthusiastic agreement.
“Thank you. I’ll most certainly take that into consideration.”
With that subtle but well-understood dismissal, her people bid her and her guests farewell, and took
their leave.
As soon as they were gone, Six rose from his chair and walked around the table. He stood beside
Alilia, bowed to her most deeply and humbly, then hugged her with warm love and affection. “Princess
Alilia, co-mother of my heart, I salute you.” he told her, then he did salute her, with the salute of a
Finitran ranger to his superior officer. “It’s so easy to take you for granted, as simply one of our family, a
beautiful woman whom I love and respect. But since we’ve been here in the lands of The People of Life
your demeanor has changed, and not subtly. Here, your bearing is that of powerful royalty. For the first
time, you’ve shown us what you truly are; a mighty monarch who has successfully ruled a great people
for almost five thousand years. The love and respect that your subjects have for you is a beautiful thing
to see, and the intelligence, speed, and wisdom of your administrative decisions was wondrous to
observe.
“I am humbled. I suddenly feel very young and very inexperienced indeed. To know you and to share
your presence and your love is an honor and a privilege.”
For a moment Alilia was at a loss for words, and she felt tears of profound love and joy gathering in her
eyes. She reached out and wrapped him in her arms and gave him a firm hug, and before she could
speak, Mark did so.
“My son, you’ve again spoken well, with words that say what’s in all of our hearts.” Mark told him with a
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He exchanged a quick smile full of communication with Talia, then the two of them rose hand in hand
from their chairs and knelt beside Alilia as Six astutely made way for them. Mark held out his hand and
a diamond ring appeared held in his fingertips, almost a duplicate of Talia’s engagement ring. “Alilia,
we’re reminded again how lucky and blessed we are to have your love, and to share your life as your
lovers and partners. Smogin and your other subjects are right. The time has come to make our union
official; to formally join your life with ours, and to formalize a permanent and close alliance between
Hilia and The People of Life.”
Talia continued as Mark left off. “Princess Alilia, we would be forever honored if you would marry us.”
At this point Alilia’s eyes were so full of happy tears that she could barely see, and she was so choked
up with emotion that she could barely talk, but she held out her hand and gasped; “Oh yes! A million
times yes!” as Mark slipped the ring onto her finger.
Then the three of them were hugging and laughing and crying with desperate affection, while the rest of
them rose and cheered with uncontainable joy and enthusiasm. Soon all three of their children joined
their hug and shared their tears of joy.
“We shall have to be married in Laylas chapel, of course.” Alilia happily declared when she could
comfortably speak again. “But when?”
“Very soon.” Mark decided. “Before they resume the time-bubble, for sure, or almost no one I know will
be able to come. I suggest tomorrow night, after the meeting of The Assembly.
“As for guests, I suggest we invite those that we’re truly emotionally close to, for our own fulfillment,
and the ruling members of The Assembly to satisfy the political requirements. No others. As much as I
enjoyed Talia's and my wedding, I’d prefer that this wedding not be such a circus as that one was.”
“And a few skilled and discreet newsmongers, to share the event with all those who can’t attend.” Talia
added. “And Kenesir of Sming, to make the official recording of the event.”
“Agreed.” Alilia nodded with a huge and happy grin. “Shall we announce it then?”
“Go ahead, Love.” Mark chuckled. “I’m sure most of the guests will be those you’re close to anyway,
since I’m sure you have more close friends and family than Talia and me put together.”
“That’s likely true.” Alilia chuckled. “Certainly one of the results of a long life is the accumulation of a
great many kith and kin.
“But before we announce it,” Talia insisted with a smile, “We need to decide on bridesmaids and
groomsmen. I shall have Fire as my maid of honor, and I suggest you have Val as yours, and Mark
have Six as his best man.”
“Sure!” Mark agreed with a chuckled. “I’ll have Kragorram, Karzog, and Silaran as my other
groomsmen.”
“I’ll have Povon, Dalia, Hilsith, and Equemev as my bridesmaids.” Talia decided.
“I’ll have my friends and cousins from here in Heartwood as my bridesmaids.” Alilia said with a happy
grin. “You haven’t met them, but I’ve been unjustly ignoring them recently, and it’ll be good to see them
again.”
“I think we should state that no wedding gifts will be accepted.” Mark said as he rubbed his chin. “I don’t
want the nations of The Just Alliance competing to see who can give the most impressive gift, we don’t
need anything anyway, and in these times of universal sacrifice, I don’t think it would be right to
suddenly be given another huge fortune that we’ve done nothing to deserve.”
“All right.” Alilia smiled. “Anything else? No? Then I’ll compose the invitations.”
Within a few minutes the list of invitees was finalized and the invitations were dispatched by Alilia as a
mass Sending of an ornate parchment that had been quickly duplicated into over a thousand copies
and individualized for each guest.
“And now,” Alilia mused, “Since the decorations and catering at an elven wedding are traditionally
planned by the mother of the bride, I should call my mother. That is, if you approve, my loves? Nemia
did get to plan your wedding quite recently after all, and my mother may never forgive me if we deny
her the responsibility. She planned my wedding to Gorsh almost five millennia ago, but that’s a long
time in the past now, and she hasn’t had the chance to do any mothering for a very long time.”