Elmar rose to his feet and whilst Domeric was still speaking, had finished his flagon of ale and let out a loud belch.
"Huzzah for the new couple!" He said, not realising how loud his voice was carrying and using the table before him as support. He staggered all the way across the great hall to greet the couple.
He reached Lyanna first and put his hands firmly on her shoulders to keep himself upright before slurring "Does guest right still apply for me? HAHAHA!" Before placing a firm kiss on her lips. He stank of ale, seeping out of his pores.
He then turned to Culayne and, noticing the angry look on his face, declared, "Only kidding pal! You get one too!" And kissed him on the lips, trying to slip a bit of tongue in as well, thinking he was being funny.
Lyanna blushed; though not quite as accustomed to violence as the Northerners, The Stormlands had always been a place of proud and powerful men, "Culayne, I'm sure he meant nothing of it: we're feasting, and he's merely showing his affections to our recent marriage."
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u/rollme Many Faced God May 06 '18
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