Finally, finally the couple meet. Although apparently after Marie turned up in France she still had to wait a week to see him because ole’ Henry was too busy with one of his mistresses. A lovely start to an ideal marriage, as shown here.
They’re so very much in love they are literally floating on air, or on cloud which is like air. Everything is sunshine and rainbows and peacocks. They waste little time exposing themselves to each other despite being outdoors and kind of surrounded by people—because let’s face it, they’ve been married without seeing each other longer than most celebrity marriages last at all. Also, nothing is sexier than being watched in your fist nuptial encounter by a small crowd of naked children.
Wikipedia further notes that it is “Hymen who unites them.” And how.
The sexual tension is so great that Henry is carrying actual lightning bolts. This eagle also seems remarkably ok with being used as a royal footrest, possibly because it is concerned about being zapped with lightning.
The internet informs me that the figure in the cart is a representation of the city Lyons, at which we should all have a hearty chuckle at classical visual puns. Personally I suspect Marie hired the lion-cart to fend off all of Henry’s mistresses from interrupting her long-anticipated wedding-consummation night.