Jorah felt his breath stolen away when she approached. She looked like an absolute angel as she walked towards him. The ceremony seemed to take forever, but also seemed to fly by at the same time. He finally removed the cloak of her house and placed his own upon her shoulders. When the septon reached the end of the ceremony, he raised the veil to look into her face with love.

He turned her towards the tree and they made their vows to each other and the old gods before he turned to face her again to kiss her. His heart soared as he was finally able to kiss her in public without having to worry about the whispers or rumors it would start. He pulled back after a few moments and offered his hand to walk her back down the aisle and towards the wedding banquet that was prepared for them. He knew the tradition of a bedding ceremony, but he decided to allow his Queen to make the final judgement on if there would be a bedding ceremony or not.