Rachele, 19, somewhere in London. This blog will give you fandom upon fandom, upon fandom, and maybe even a few cute animals here and there... so, welcome to my blog, enjoy and buckle up *wildly awful Jamaican accent* cause it's ganna be a bumpy ride.
So one of my best friends had a medieval fantasy wedding
at a hella cool castle
the groom channeled Thranduil and the Baratheons
the bridesmaids were elf maidens
the court jester and town crier were there
the cakes were gorgeous
luckily a friar was passing through town who was able to officiate (“mawwaige,” he said, “is what bwings us togevver today”)
the bride’s chariot was pulled by the most beautiful creature
unfortunately, as with all medieval weddings, there is the dragon problem
The last line “Will you follow me. One last time.” is more for the fans then anything else. This is Peter asking us if we will stand with him on this final visit to Middle Earth. This is truly the end.
my last words will probably be sarcastic
Oh sure, wave that knife around. I am SO SCARED…
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