Chapter Eleven
VekeleThe security scanner read his thumbprint, and the doors to his quarters opened.
“You know, it’s a tradition on Earth for the groom to carry the bride over the threshold of their home,” she said.
“To further Arcos-Earth relations, I will honor this tradition.” He scooped her up into his arms, cradling her against his chest. She gave a startled laugh and relaxed in his hold.
Once inside, she gasped. “All this is yours? It’s so fancy.”
“It is a basic set of rooms.” He seldom stayed at the palace and cared little for the decor. The rooms were styled in the standard opulent fashion, no different from any other suite.
Reluctantly, he set her down on her feet. “What other Earth traditions should we observe?”
“Well, there’s the wedding night.” Pink flushed in her cheeks
