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There had never been aThe weather had bowed down in honor of the occasion, and there was a slight cooling breeze The night was neither too warm nor too cold, and the ti in the western sky The bride had longed for a castle, and they had found an ancient cathedral perched atop a hill within an old fortress town

The groo the bride&039;s fairytale prince should be He had spent his adult life trying to live life by his own code, which des He didn&039;t bend easily to anyone&039;s whim, but he had learned the i compassionate He knew himself capable of error and had learned to admit it He could honestly say he was ready to battle for the downtrodden or the underdog, and he had lived through enough battles to see , as he prepared to wed his stunningly bride, he could say that he loved her dearly,

Whatever she longed for, a castle deep in a land foreign to hi that could possibly co of her heart, she could have It helped that events had recently turned in his favor; where for many years he had worked to support what he prayed was a talent, he had suddenly discovered hih the bride hailed from this part of the world, they had ; he had looked up and met her eyes Life hadn&039;t been the same from that moment on But sincefinancially, he and his bride had-very tactfully, they hoped-ed to treat their friends who couldn&039;t afford the trip, providing an enjoyable respite fro itself

A lavish runner extended the length of the cathedral aisle The grooant in a black tux, stood next to his identically attired groomsmen As the music played and the priest cleared his throat, they all looked to the rear for the entry of the bride and her party

The flower girl was adorable, tossing petals with a soreat duty entrusted to her The brides silver offset with black tri and lustrous, as red-gold as the sunset, fell to her shoulders, haloing her face in beauty She wore a ned in a Renaissance style, and his heart caught in his throat at the sight of her Beneath the sheer flow of her veil, he could see her eyes shi, touched by a mist of tears He smiled in return, and his heart thundered

She racefully down the aisle

And then

The spill of blood appeared on her dress, beginning as a tiny dot at her heart Then it widenedwidened to cover her breast, the entire bodice

She stopped walking

She stared at him

There was horror on her face Her eyes pleaded

He started to run to her, but he couldn&039;t reach her A sound was rising in his ears A store, a rush