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Pure euphoria.
Never could I have imagined that a feeling like this existed.
What have I done to deserve such good fortune?
Finley reaches my side. I catch her scent—floral, intoxicating, sweeter than anything I’ve ever known. Instantly, I want to devour her. I wantallof her.
It takes all of my self-control not to ravish her there and then.
Because the priest needs to say his vows.
My smile splits my face from ear to ear. I lean in and force myself to refrain from kissing her—notyet.“You look absolutely stunning.”
She trembles as she turns to me, her eyes meeting mine for just a heartbeat. “You’re not too bad yourself, Your Majesty.”
There’s a hint of mischief in her tone; a promise of wicked things to come. The way she addresses me like that—both teasing and adoring—nearly brings me to my knees.
Officially, as we prepare to say our vows, I have a raging erection.
“Let’s begin,” I say to the priest, a venerable old man called Hermus. He’s the head priest of the Eresian Temple in Sanzar, and right now, he looks more than a little overawed.
I don’t blame him.
But Hermus is experienced enough to know how these things should go, and he quietly gathers his composure.
He clears his throat.
“We are gathered here today, under the benevolence of both God and Goddess, to witness the union of two worthy souls. This is a Marriage Vow; a proclamation of an eternal bond that will sustain throughout both life and death. That you will both cherish one another, through times of both abundance and difficulty. That each of you will protect and uplift the other. That neither of you will ever stray from the love that has grown through your union. In the name of Eresus, God of Life, I ask whether you, Corvan Ithar Taelinor Duthriss, accept this bond?”
“I do.”
“And do you, Finley Araluen Solisar, accept this bond?”
She gives me a look; a sweet, smoldering look. I nearly lose it then and there. “I do.”
“There is nothing further needs to be said. I pronounce you both husband and wife.”
The priest raises his hands and places his palms on our foreheads. A warm, tingling energy passes between us.
Magic,no doubt.
I can’t explain it.
I simply accept it.
And all of a sudden, Finley is here before me, and I know nothing but her; her glorious beauty, her mesmerizing scent, her presence… engulfing every last one of my senses.
I lean in and kiss her, and her lips, as sweet as the first days of spring, seek mine; soft, hopeful, wanting.
“You’re mine now,” I whisper, lifting her into my arms. “Officially.”
Cheers and applause rise from the small crowd.
I catch a glimpse of Aralya. The dryad is beaming.
Finley smiles, and she’s utterly radiant—a goddess if I ever saw one. “As I ever was. And you… I just want to lay claim to you over and over again, Corvan Duthriss.”
“Well you can,Mrs Duthriss. Myempress.And I’m going to show you what it truly means to become my wife.” I lean in and whisper into her ear, my tone becoming stern. “In my chambers.Now.”
