The wedding day came so quickly that she almost didn’t notice the passage of time. Since she left Zoltxolte in the caverns, she could hardly acknowledge what was happening around her, but somehow managed to act normal enough to keep anyone from becoming suspicious. All she could really think about was what the dark god meant by her becoming his “eclipse”. He had vanished before he could explain what he meant by asking that of her, and yet somehow she couldn’t help but think that when the time came, she would know exactly what he meant.
She just prayed that she wouldn’t have to wait too much longer… in only a few more hours she would be wed to the last man she would want to marry.
The ceremony was a grand affair; flowers decorated every street leading to the royal palace, so thick that they were a literal carpet over the cobbles, and all the stalls had been decorated that anyone would think they had been overgrown by plant-life. The palace itself was