The Bride of the Would-be Demon King

presented to me as a tribute for today's occasion. My head is lightly pricked by the crown of baby's breath that keeps my v

Butterflies of every shape and color swirled all around me as flowers start to bloom where I have previously treaded. This was perhaps

y, I did not falter with my walk. I stood high and felt more confident with

undertaken, but here I am now accompanied only by the Royal Officiator and my own groom. There was not a single human guest; we could not risk putting anyone else's life in danger. Only the wind, the trees, the flowers, the butte

al that we are about to face. Other people do not know him as well as I do. They were never privy to all of his struggles – our struggles. Now that we have reached this crucial moment, I knew there was no coming back to the old ways. If I – or rather if we - can survive this, I know that we will have to become renewed people. We cannot simply go back

w minutes involves the union of our souls forever. Should I survive this ordeal, it will only be the beginning. Shoul

ve. He was resolute in his disagreement to this ordeal, but I convinced him otherwise. I reminded him that before he is my husband, he is the nation's leader and that he knew the danger that lies ahead if we do not attempt to do the ritual. People's lives depended on his success. Should he lack

lly donned, he was wearing a simple white suit that I have weaved myself for the occasion, and this makes me swell with joy and pride. His face was as impassive as when I first me

"Moreover, when this ritual commences, we will begin the purification process that will put your life in peril. Sho

happen. He was the one who planted the seed of this possibility in our minds several moons ago. I remembered the countless times he had tried to coax me out of this marri

, there will be no turning back..." h

e of this ordeal might be, but we are sure of each other's love. Furthermore, we know each other's strengths and capabilities. We both

" I said, and my dearly b

y beloved put the ring on my finger, and I felt a small twinge of electricity coming from it. I did the

r us. We spoke of how each of us has changed each other's ways and perspective. We spoke of snippets of the special times we have shared together, the fo

began citing the rituals of marriage using the Elder Tongue, and our wedding rings began to light up in the most amazing way. Throughout this part, my dearly beloved c

at that had formed over his brows in a nervous and grim manner. "Now," the Royal Officiator said, "the real ritual is about to begin. St

om, and now my husband and my Lord – the would-be Demon King – pulled my waist closer to his