Book 6: Chapter 67
Scarlet
"Arthur Barnes, do you take Arabellia Silvester to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?" the Guardian and priest in charge of the Holy Relic Association that happens to also take on wedding reception jobs since religion died out asks from his place at the front of the large hall within the Demon King’s Palace. The man looks every bit the priest, albeit with some armor thrown in since he’s wearing fancy looking white and gray robes with a book in his hand.
“I do,” Arthur says with a smile on his face while gazing lovingly into Belle’s eyes.
The Guardian priest guy turns his attention towards Belle as he asks, "Arabellia Silvester, do you take Arthur Barnes to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?"
She smiles so widely that I have to wonder if it’s straining the muscles in her face as she answers, “I do.”
“Then, once again, I profess you husband and wife,” the priestly Guardian declares, the man having been the one who officiated their official marriage the last time as well. “You may now kiss-” Belle rushes forward to kiss Arthur, making the priest blink as he trails off the ending. “…the bride…” He scratches his head for a moment and tilts it a little. “Or the groom, I guess?”
Laughter fills the large hall as humans and demons alike applaud and cheer for the couple.
Even I find myself chuckling a bit as I clap.
Then, after the ceremony itself, we all move on to the wedding reception afterwards. But I still find myself stuck in my own head thinking about my current dilemma.