"The wedding will be held in the main hall of Baelor's Cathedral, which can accommodate about 700 distinguished guests."
"Therefore we must control the number of guests, Your Majesty."
"But the size of the wedding is definitely not just 700 people. The rest of the people can only wait outside the main hall."
"And these people are not useless. The meaning of their attendance is to remind the seven hundred people with their envious eyes how glorious their noble seats are."
The palace steward, who was wearing an exquisite black leather robe, was chattering to Viserys.
Viserys, on the other hand, was wearing soft casual clothes, with clean cheeks and long silver-gold hair hanging freely. He didn't know if he was listening to the palace steward's words, but he just agreed a few times and nodded slightly.
"Um."
"Can."
"Anything is fine."
"It's up to you."
At the same time, he was looking around at this magnificent center of faith in the Seven Kingdoms.
This is a magnificent marble domed building with seven crystal towers standing in it. Each tower has a huge bell, but it will only ring at the same time on major occasions, such as royal weddings and funerals.
The Great Sept of Baelor can also be called Baelor's Cathedral or Saint Baelor's Cathedral. It was built by Baelor I Targaryen, the ninth king of the Targaryen family to ascend the Iron Throne.
Baelor I Targaryen is also known as 'Saint Baelor' or 'Baelor the Blessed'. The Great Sept is located on the top of the Visenya Hills in King's Landing, replacing the Star Sept in the old town.
The center of the faith of the Seven Gods in Westeros laid the foundation for the future that the royal power would be greater than the divine power, and the king would appoint the archbishop.
Because His Majesty the King is coming, the Great Cathedral of Baelor has been emptied of everyone here one day in advance.
Even the monks who live here are prohibited from taking a step out of their rooms, and all of them have to be kicked out on the wedding day to prevent any possible accidents.
Now they could only hide in the room and peek out curiously to see what the famous Young Dragon Lord, who had opened up a new kingdom and was crowned king, looked like.
Tread
The entire Great Cathedral of Baelor was silent, with only the footsteps of a group of three people echoing clearly. The female knight held the hilt of her sword and followed behind her king, also looking at the surrounding environment.
She does not believe in the Seven Gods. Strictly speaking, she has no belief in anything except Viserys.
This was the brightest light in her life, which changed her destiny. Mia's eyes fell back on Viserys.
Then they passed through the long lighted hall in the cathedral, with many colored lead glass balls hanging on the ceiling of the corridor, passed through two doors and finally arrived at the main hall.
Here, the tall altar to the Seven Gods is under a dome of glass, gold and crystal, with marble floors, and huge window frames in the walls with colored leaded glass.
"His Majesty will enter through the main entrance, take Her Majesty the Queen's hand along the red carpet and ascend between the gilded statues of Heavenly Father and Our Lady to take the oath."
"The oath of the oath is"
The middle-aged palace manager was spitting stars all over the sky and was still chattering about something.
“It’s not bad here.”
Looking at the main hall of the Great Sept of Baelor, Viserys finally came to his senses and nodded slightly. The environment here was in line with his expectations for a wedding venue.
While the palace steward was talking about the wedding process, he suddenly choked on Viserys' words.
However, even so, he did not dare to get angry. He could only look at the splendid surroundings, then took a deep breath, followed Viserys's nonsense, and nodded.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
“It’s really not bad here.”
This is a place that provides weddings and funerals for the royal family. How could it not be gorgeous?
Viserys had just been visiting the Great Sept of Baelor with the mentality of a tourist and was immersed in it.
"Um?"
It was only then that he noticed the subtle change in the palace manager's tone, and realized that his attitude just now seemed a bit rude.
"Sorry, Wes, I was a little distracted just now."
"But don't worry."
Viserys pointed to his head.
"I have a very good memory. I only need to listen to what you just said once to remember it all."
Although I don’t know how the outside world describes Viserys, some people claim that the young king is a proud man, who comes from the noblest bloodline in the Seven Kingdoms, and simply looks down on the mud-legged people in Flea Bottom.
Some people also objected to this, saying that Viserys was actually a very humble person.
He was able to treat nobles and common people equally, and sometimes even had a bad attitude towards nobles, but he was humble and kind to common people.
However, Viserys suddenly apologized to himself seriously, which shocked the palace steward named Wes.
He has only served one king at a young age. The last king he served, Robert Baratheon, and his queen Cersei have never been kind to him, let alone apologized for his rude attitude.
.
"His Majesty."
The palace steward was startled, and he was frightened and prepared to explain that he had no dissatisfaction just now.
"His Majesty!"
At this moment, the fat archbishop came from afar to relieve the frightened palace steward.
He walked out from behind the seven-pointed star made of colored leaded glass in the main hall of the Great Sept of Baelor. His fat body laboriously walked down the steps. He panted lightly and came to Viserys. Then he smiled slightly again.
salute.
"His Majesty."
Then the Archbishop nodded and said hello to the female knight and palace steward standing behind Viserys.
"Sir."
"Manager Weiss."
The female Kingsguard and the Palace Steward also nodded.
"Your Majesty the Archbishop."
"I am just a servant of the gods. I have no land or title. I cannot be called a gentleman or a knight."
The fat on the fat archbishop's face trembled slightly, and he explained with a polite smile.
"Feel sorry."
When the female knight heard this, she pressed the hilt of her sword slightly, bowed her head and apologized. She really didn't know much about the culture of Westeros, and thought that all important figures should be called 'lords'.
But the fat Archbishop just smiled, then turned to look at Viserys, and spoke sincerely.
"His Majesty."
"The basement of the Great Cathedral of Baelor contains the tombs of past kings, including your father. Do you want to pay homage to them?"
The silver-haired young man was startled when he heard this. The word father was too far away from him.
Iris?
In fact, he did not regard the other party as his father in his heart, so much so that he had not paid homage to him even after arriving in King's Landing for so many days.