The Royal Wedding

Here is the letter accounting the royal wedding… written by the queen. 

"The days up until and after Christmas day had trundled by, so quietly. and slowly. It seemed that all I could do was await the day when things would feel better again. Each Christmas in my past I cried. the sorrow of being alone... Truly alone... in the bitter cold, whilst the Christmas lights sparkled from every shop, and every lanturn  had made me cry in silence. 

The beautiful Christmas trees that were hugged with pretty tinsel and embellished with shiny baubles seemed so distant to me. How I longed to walk through the snow covered pathways, how I longed to watch the snowflakes fall... how I longed to buy decorations for my Christmas tree. But years had passed me... so many empty days and desolate nights. My heart was broken with the passion of the wind and Christmas was banished from me. 

I wrote him a Christmas card. but it could never be sent. Never. That was many years ago now. But still I have that card... and this year I did give it to him. He smiled as he took it.. his dark eyes twinkling and his smile warming me. "Thank you for this... I shall treasure it eternally" He said this whilst taking my coat and wrapping it around me. 

"let us go to the church now... We shall be married today".... 

We walked towards the Kirk.. the frightening cold and the darkening clouds... were not at all a bother. The King and I were married by the local apothecary....in the chapel in rodel. The silence and the gloomy atmosphere felt devastatingly romantic... The world, to me, seemed to still at that dramatic moment when the friar pronounced us man and wife and when the king took my hand firmly in his and we walked out into the cold wind... In the distance I saw the grey ocean and the blankets of sand...the sweeping sky and the misty horizon so far away... and the little houses dotted hither and thither amongst the rocky valley.... There were sheep grazing, despite the wind … and some of them walked towards me as if to say “hello”. all these things... the intangibleness of the wind , the lull of the gale, reminded me of him.  Finally I have a home to go to... I thought to myself as I leant against my husband's shoulder... the strong gusts slammed through us and swept through to the rippling sea. 

 No longer would I be alone in the big and cold world... no longer would I have to choose the vast pathways alone. For he would be the one to choose them for me  now... and for his hand clutching my own, I was glad. 

as we walked out from the church yard, A folk song  was being played by some farmers who sat close bye. "this is lovely.... what is it?" I said rather meekly to the king... 

he didn't look at me, but rather smiled and gazed up at the clouds... i could see his eyes shine so strangely,... he spoke in a happy voice "rós cromáin Samhain... " 

and so, the tune of  rós cromáin Samhain was carried by the wind.

I had nothing without him. When I first became queen, I had been all alone. But now the king was finally here to take over everything. This had enraged many, increasingly the nobles and the other gentry. But the reason for such folly was only because they were secretly jealous of the man. 

He was so bold and dashing. I had seen his power of command when he spoke. Men respected and revered him.... and  now that he is their king, they have no choice but to obey him. But I fear that a civil war shall break through the country soon... because of the resentment. But my husband had told me not to be alarmed. His stoic and serious persona had allowed for me to continue happily in our castle by the sea. Our married life has been simple in these early days. I am a sentimental being... I dislike the winds of change and would rather preserve the richness of the olden days...the days that belong to him. 

My husband is the same  if not more old fashioned than me. We live peacefully, without the burden of anything or anyone. The fireplace sparkles scarlet now, so vivid and golden are its snapping flames.. every evening we sit and talk, just the two of us . The western wind howls so wickedly outside.. and the woodfire roars too... The king sometimes chops firewood and brings it in... and  I make some tea. The King likes earl grey tea always  and he has some rum with his tea too. But most of all I like to have brownies and cakes. Chocolate brownies are so much fun to bake! Unfortunately however i think because I am queen and married to a king, my daily activities might reflect badly upon him.... A queen in a kitchen? the country must hate me for being so domestic!  But he never listens to gossip... he is much too mature for all that... he never cares what others think of him. I always like to ask him for his opinion on such things…He is so wise and wonderful and knows everything! 

he thinks I am a very silly person for listening to the media... I wish I could be as mature as he was... I suppose being so grown up makes people grumpy and frown a lot! because he always has such a grumpy expression... the newspapers think he is evil because it... but I think he looks terribly handsome when frowns like that.. almost like a evil vampire!"

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     Queen admits she is married to a VAMPIRE!~ #savethequeen (she called him a vampire!)

So there we have it ladies and gentleman! The royal romance has finally reached its terrible and evil result! The lord Meriwether decided to be cruel and take over the queen's heart… and then she was forced to give up her own title of monarch and give it to him… the next thing that happened was that he became king and then forced her to marry him!!!  The private letter shows how stupid and brainless the queen had become now that she has been taken hostage and been forced to marry him! HE IS BAD AND EVIL AND WE DO NOT CARE IF WE GET BANNED FOR HATE SPEECH AGAINST HIM BECAUSE HE IS A EVIL VAMPIRE!!! #savethequeen 

Please spread the word! #SAVETHEQUEEN

A private letter written in the queen's hand was found and leaked to the press.. In this letter it is revealed that the royal wedding did indeed take place in a church in Rodel and in a private ceremony. This is crazy and shocking news ...we knew the wedding would happen but it seems so unreal why no plans were made open to the public about it. We can't wait to see how the queen's mother and the other nobels will react to this shocking drama! Also in the letter the queen reveals that she thinks her husband is like a evil  vampire!... Is the king a vampire? 
(We also found a picture of the two of them enclosed in the envelope .... this might be a portrait of them or something.)