"'Tis time son." Father said. I nodded my head and held Catra's hand. We walked towards the raised bias and she stood beside me overlooking the crowd.
I held a knife in one hand and a chalice in the other. Hundreds of people started making lines and waiting patiently.
I gave the knife to Catra and held out my wrist. She cut my wrist with the knife with a wince of her own and then cut her own wrist without wincing. My heart swelled at that. I felt like kissing her but I controlled.
Five drops of my blood went in the chalice and five drops of Catra's blood went in. I shook the chalice and drank the blood.
My eyes were only on Catra.
She smiled at me as she drank the blood in the chalice after me. Her eyes on me.
I felt my co*ck crying out to me but as usual I ignored it.
The chalice w
