The priest cleared his throat, his hands trembling slightly as he held the sacred book. "Cassian Blackwood, do you take Iris Silvermoon to be your Queen, your mate, and your protected, to honor and cherish through life and death?" Cassian did not hesitate. His blue eyes stayed locked on mine, deep and unreadable. "I do." "And do you, Iris Silvermoon, take Cassian Blackwood to be your King, your husband, and your protector, to honor and stand beside through life and death?" My throat felt tight. Five years of nightmare memories tried to pull me back, but I pushed them down. I looked into Cassian's cold, handsome face. "I do," I said. "By the grace of the Moon Goddess, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may seal the union." Cassian stepped closer, his broad frame blocking out the light of the altar. He gently took my jaw in his hand, his touch surprisingly warm, and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was brief, but a strange, faint spark buzzed against my skin. It was not the
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