[With a beautiful sching noise, Wynn draws the oh so shiny sword from its sheath. He lays the flat of the blade upon Jo's right shoulder, then raises it gently above her head to place it upon her left. When he is finished, he returns to his place at the top of the steps, and announces:]
You may rise: Sir Jo Harvelle.
[The moment she begins to rise, the entire hall bursts into a frenzy of cheers, applause, hoots and hollering that's practically deafening. It quiets a bit when Wynn speaks again.]
We ask you to join us tonight in celebration of our newest member in the ballroom.
Dubbing
You may rise: Sir Jo Harvelle.
[The moment she begins to rise, the entire hall bursts into a frenzy of cheers, applause, hoots and hollering that's practically deafening. It quiets a bit when Wynn speaks again.]
We ask you to join us tonight in celebration of our newest member in the ballroom.