The priest lifted the pillow, reaching with it toward Arad and Isdis. "Sir Arad, Lady Isdis," He said with a smile, "Please take the rings,"
The two rings were of simple design, one made of silver and the other of pure gold, glittering under the faint sunlight sneaking out of the church's chiseled windows.
Arad took the gold ring, and Isdis took the silver one.
The priest looked around, and then whispered, pointing with one finger at the back of the alter, "It's written there if you didn't memorize it,"
Arad stole a glance. Amaterasu's binding vow was clearly engraved on the stone altar.
"Tie now, the crimson thread," Arad said.
"Tie now, the roots of our blood," Isdis added.
"The rose, so that we may not be separated," Arad closed his eyes.
"The Amaryllis, so that we may not come part," Isdis closed her eyes, and the sun in the sky flashed brighter than ever.
