Chapter One Hundred Ninety Five

"Eighteen years is a long time, Thorrin. My memory isn't what it used to be. Go on, Micah. I love your storytelling…"

"Why, thank you, mother…" the man bowed low as though he stood before royals, "If you don't mind, I will continue my ballad. Each and every one of us stared at the pair as they took slow and I mean painfully slow steps towards the cake. After all, this was the moment everyone waited for in the ceremony. The cake shared the couple that was being wed and a demonstration of undying love. Anticipation and excitement were all that we could think of.

There was no doubt the couple themselves had been waiting for this moment. It was clear as they held onto each other with so much tenderness it could make Aphrodite jealous. The only person missing at this event was dear Thorrin. The hunter had claimed to be handling a last-minute call to work and missed the wedding deliberately.