Wedded Bliss
Ezra paced in the small room he'd been told to wait in. He was dressed for a wedding ceremony. It had taken Queen Margaret some convincing, but she did relent. Probably because she knew her daughter would find a way to marry him regardless of her mother's opinion. Finally, he was called in to stand at the front of the ceremonial hall. He stood, staring at the doors, waiting for his bride to enter. He was grieved that the wedding had to be rushed. That Aria couldn't wait to be in better health for her big day. But he would never be sad that she was his bride and he was about to vow his life to her. The music changed to a slower, more emotional piece. The double doors opened and Aria walked through on the King's arm. She looked radiant. Her face lit up with a smile, tears shimmered in he
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