Foreheads against each other, his piercing eyes on her honey ones, their love could be felt by the guest in the packed up cathedral.
"I, Zaria of Olympia take you Vincent of Tario to be my wedded husband and king. I vow to love, respect and cherish you all the days of our lives. Heart, mind and soul, in the presence of the almighty, our families and our people, I solemnly vow to be yours forever."
King Vincent could not stop his tears from falling. There was a time he was convinced and terrified that he could never rectify his mistakes, but here he was wedding the love of his life.
Princess Zaria lovingly wiped away his tears but he did not care. Many viewed a man crying as a sign of weakness, he did not care. Out of all his victories and might, Princess Zaria was his weakest and he did not mind showing it.
