The teenage Emperor Sawi Rama Singh II greeted the news of his impending marriage with less than anticipation.
“Marriage….” He said darkly “Is this necessary so early?” he asked his Western educated advisor Azimullah Khan who was fluent English, German, Arabic, Hindi, Japanese, and Russian.
Khan stroked his beard and replied “Yes of course, this marriage was arranged by your illustrious father Sawai Jai Sing III may his soul rest in peace long before your birth. As you know, following the Second Anglo-Indian War, the Empire was left in a truly wretched state. It had been greatly weakened and was in a state of turmoil as it had been deprived of its entire line of rightful rulers.”
The Emperor raised his eyebrows “The entire line? But Tipu Sultan has six sons if not more, surely one survived?”
“Perhaps they did” replied Khan “But if so no one knows about it, three of his son’s were killed fighting the British, Fateh Haider in particular during the defense of Bangalore. Shortly afterwards the British had occupied the entire coast and much of the country and the remaining three sons went into hiding fearing for their lives and were never heard from at any rate. You of course know what happened next”
“Yes of course” mused the Emperor “The Empire was in turmoil, and infighting was beginning, a civil war erupted in which the three most powerful factions were us, the Sikhs, and the Marathas. My father rallied the Sikh and Rajput clans and managed to seize Delhi before the Marathas. To prevent a disastrous confrontation a compromise was made. The first Emperor would be of Rajput descent, and his son would take a Maratha princess as a wife such that the third ruler would be of mixed Rajput and Maratha blood. I am well aware of this.”
“Then you understand the necessity of your marriage. After the death of your illustrious and noble father the Martha clans have been getting restless. They believe that you being young can be overthrown and that the Maratha’s can rule India with absolute power as they once did before. To cement your position this marriage must happen!” he said forcefully
The Emperor sighed “I suppose, who is this woman? “
“Her name is Lakshmi Bai, she is the princess of Jhanasi, and is of ancient and noble lineage. Of course not as ancient and noble as that of your own but she is of royal blood regardless and a substantial dowry for that matter.”
The Emperor waved his hand dismissively “I don’t mean that, I mean how she looks?”
Khan smiled inwardly “I believe she is er…how shall I put this….blessed with stunning beauty and er…bodacious curves and er…a great bounty”
The Emperor smirked “This might not be so bad after all”
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The couples were married three months later. The wedding lasted all of five days. Astrologers had to be consulted on the most auspicious and sacred day to hold the ceremony, the feast had to be prepared with the most exquisite and exotic food the royal families, priests and holy men had to be brought from across the Empire bless the ceremony, and clans of the Rajputs, Marathas, and Sikhs had to travel hundreds of miles to the great city of Delhi which had been decked with great splendor. The ceremony was attended by emissaries from Russia, Germany, Portugal, Japan, and China.
The Emperor got up from his seat holding his bride’s hand and the ceremonial sword in his other hand. He then went around the Holy Fire from the right side. During this he recited the matra
“Let Lord Maha Vishnu follow each one of your steps for the following specific purposes. - :To give you unlimited food. - :To give you excellent health and energy. - :Todained in Vedas, during your life time. - :To give you happiness in life. - :To make your cows and good animals to grow in strength and in numbers. - :To make all the seasons be beneficial to you. - :To make the homams (sacrifices to be done in Holy Fire) to be performed by you in your life as ordained in Vedas, successful and free from hindrances.” He paused
“After crossing seven steps with me thus, you should become my friend. I too have become your friend now. I will never discord this friendship and you should not also do that. Let us be together always. Let us resolve to do things in life in the same manner and tread the same path. Let us lead a life by liking and loving each other, having good heart and thoughts, and enjoying the food and our strong points together. Let us have undivided opinions. We will perform the vrithas united. Let us have same and joint desires. I will be Sama you will be Rig Let me be the Heaven; you be the Earth. Let me be the Shukla (Moon) and you be its wearer. Let me be the mind and you its spokesman . With these qualities, you be my follower. You the sweet tongued, come to me to get good male children and wealth”
He then procceded to with his bride cross the seven steps. In each step the vows were repeated. With the first step “"With God as our guide, let us take the first step to live with honour and respect. Let us walk together so we get food,”
With the second step “"Let us be happy and enjoy life. Let us walk together so we grow together in strength,"
With the third step “Let us share joys and pains together. Let us walk together so we get wealth”
With the fourth step “"Let us not forget parents and elders. Let us walk together so we get happiness by sharing our joys and sorrows,"
With the fifth step " Let us observe all acts of charity. Let us walk together so we have family,"
With the sixth step "Let us live a long and peaceful life. Let us walk together so we have joy," the couple prays.”
And finally the last step “"Let us be friends with love and sacrifice. Let us walk together so we have friendship,"
With that the Emperor lifted the veil from his brides face and was struck by her radiant beauty. As he gazed into her smoldering black eyes he recited the last verse, "With seven steps we have become friends. Let me reach your friendship. Let me not be severed from your friendship. Let your friendship not be severed from me."
And thus they were married. They turned to face the congregation who jumped to their feet and shouted “Long Live Emperor Sawi Rama Singh II descendent of Lord Rama, God on Earth, and Ruler of the Sun Dynasty! Long Live Empress Lakshmi Bai of Jhanasi!
OOC: And that my friend is the traditional Hindu wedding. Note the sacrfices to the fire are non-human. I belive the Rajputs normally sacrifce goats, and my caste, the Brahmins sacrfice watermelons. Anyway I'll be arsed if I ever get married hahahhahahah
@Luckymoose my leader is Emperor Sawi Rama Singh II of the Sun Dynasty.