The Wedding

"Then are you intending to marry me now princess Silja?" Donovan gently cupped her face in his large palms and asked gently.

"Yes," Silja nodded her head and a broad smile settled on Donovan's lips. Instantly he turned his form and they took flight towards their wedding destination.

He didn't want to delay even a bit for this moment, she has to be his tonight forever and ever.

Donovan landed on the vast ground in front of the shrine. Silja slid down from him and gasped when she saw such beautiful decorations around.

The whole shrine was decorated with blue flowers which were undoubtedly Silja's favourite.

How did he find out? 

Silja looked behind and saw Donovan walking in her direction. He walked close and intertwined their fingers tightly and Silja smiled satisfactorily.

"Do you know how to proceed with the wedding?" Silja asked afterwards. Well, there was no one apart from them and without a priest who would wed them?