The Author's POV
He sat at altar listening to all the chants. The marriage rites were longer than he thought. It was from one Ritual to another without stopping. At last he heard the Royal priest saying "I declare you husband and wife as from today."
Stefan stood up quickly and went to where his mother stood. Princess Amara was still at the Altar. Everyone was surprised by his behavior but this was the best he could do.
"Why will you leave her there ?" Queen mother Daria whispered. During the old days when she finished taking her vows with the king , Stefan's father, he swept her off her feet.
But what did Stefan know other than falling in love with girls that slapped him ? He was not happy marrying Princess Amara yet, he made it so known to the guests.
"I am supposed to carry her on my shoulders ?"
"It seemed like you want to back out Stefan" she said, faking a smile at the guests, who were present.
