Chapter 123 "Blood And Blossoms"

• A solemn tune, wrought from stringed instruments and ancient flutes, drifted through the ceremonial hall as the bride walked with grace toward the altar.
• All rose to their feet, hearts quieted by awe. Cedric stood with his hands clenched before him, his eyes shining with unshed tears. At last, the hour had come. She was walking toward him, not in a dream, but in the waking light of truth.
• A hope he had never dared to nurture before meeting her had now blossomed into reality.