Chapter 716. The Taste of Blood
"We are all gathered here to witness the Primus and his mate..." Kieran addressed the crowd.
Mauve glanced at them but not for too long. She didn’t care for the lords and ladies gathered here to see them; all she cared about was Jael. He was the only one that mattered. She smiled at him, and he smiled back, making Mauve feel butterflies in her stomach.
After addressing the crowd, Kieran turned to Jael and began to speak in the old tongue. She frowned a little but wasn’t confused. It made sense that they would do the ceremony in the old tongue. It was just too bad she couldn’t understand what he was saying, but since Jael was nodding along, it had to be something good.
"Yes," Jael replied at the end of Kieran’s words.
Kieran then turned to her, and when he was done, she also replied, "Yes."
Kieran spoke some more in the old tongue, then stretched out his hand to the side, and a servant stepped forward with empty cups. Mauve didn’t know they were empty at first until Jael started shaking his head and almost smacked the cups away.
The crowd gasped while Mauve was at a loss as to what was happening. She looked from Kieran to Jael, waiting for some explanation. When none came, she had no choice but to ask.
"What’s going on?" she asked.
"Jael doesn’t want to exchange blood," Louis whispered.