Novel & Cerita Official's Blessing

"Please, promise me that you'll consider it." Her mother nodded. "I will." Suddenly, a broad smile spread across her face. "Now! Let's enjoy this fine meal, shall we?" Then she glanced over at Grayson. "Would you say the blessing?" Grayson nodded, taken aback. It had been years since he had prayed, even a blessing. "I'd be glad to." After they joined hands, he said a beautiful blessing over the meal, but concluded with. "And please keep safe those who are with us... and those we don't know about yet. Amen."

“Did you hear anything I said?” “I apologize,” I say gracefully, turning to face her again, my hand on the small of Maddy’s back. “Where were we?” “We were almost done,” she replies, her tone clipped and annoyed. She motions for us to hold out our hands. Maddy watches me as I hold my hands palm up, and does the same. “Blessings on your union under the Goddess, in Her name,” the priestess continues, motioning with her hands in a rapid fashion. “Blessings of a fruitful union and a lasting bond. The bond of mates, the bond designated by Her Holiness, the most precious gift of our Goddess.”

The crowd didn’t shift back either, it was part of the ceremony that was reaching its conclusion under the watchful eye of the moon. Soft music began to play in the background as the officiant concluded the ceremony by offering blessings to the newlyweds, “May the Moon Goddess keep watching over you and keep you happy and just. With this, the ceremony comes to an end.” He looked at me and then at my groom, “You may now kiss your spouse.”

'I love you too Vance' Purple said, mirroring her Alpha's loving gaze. 'Son, its time to take the blessings' Albert said pointing at the line of elderly couples standing in front of the main table, ready to bless the Alpha and his Girl, a long and happy life. Vance turned his gaze away from his beautiful wife and looked in front, everybody was waiting to bless him and his Purple, a happy life, this thought made his heart beat fast. He touches his parent's feet (an Indian ritual to touch parents feet for blessing) before he took Purple's hand in his and slowly walked around the round table to stand in front of the crowd waiting for them.

I have seen it before and probably I am going to see it in the future too, but I don't think the way I am getting nervous right now will ever happen again. An Elder—one of the oldest among them—stepped forward, his silver hair flowing like silk. In his hands he carried a polished silver bowl filled with water drawn from the Lake of Elarion itself. Reverently, he dipped his fingers into it and sprinkled a few drops at our feet. “A blessing,” he said in a voice like rustling leaves, “for unity, for strength, for an unbreakable bond. A blessing for a happy, prosperous and lovely life ahead.””

~Ryan~ The blessing was bullshit. A show. A well-rehearsed, well-polished formality. Nothing more. Zaphyr stood before us, as imposing as ever, his voice thick with authority as he spoke the sacred words. "May the Moon watch over you both, may your union strengthen the pack, and may your bond remain unshaken." I bowed my head. Because I had to. Because that was the way things were done. Tradition pressed down on me like a weight I couldn’t shake.

"Yes, Father. I offer everything." "Then let the blessing begin." Father Marcus stepped forward with a small bowl containing what looked like oil. He dipped his fingers in it and touched Veronica's forehead, drawing a symbol. "Blessed be your mind, which accepts your true purpose," he intoned. Father David touched the oil to her lips. "Blessed be your mouth, which serves and receives." Father Thomas anointed her breasts, his fingers circling each nipple. "Blessed be your breasts, which produce sacred milk."

he said, voice thickened by the things he’d kept locked behind a professional face, “if you want him, if you love him, you have my blessing.” The room folded inward. I thought I might laugh from shock, weep from relief, or do both at once. “You have my blessing too,” Marcus said, nearly reverent. He kissed Tom’s cheek like an exchange of vows, and my father laughed — a sound like a small bell returning to use. The twist — the thing that reoriented my chest with a small, ferocious joy — was not only in the blessing. It was in Tom’s next words, spoken with a softness that made the afternoon seem sacramental.

As soon as we got close to him, he made a signal asking everyone to be quiet and then he said with pomposity: -"We gathered here today to thank our Goddess Artemis for revealing to our Alpha and our pack our new Luna and witness their union. Let our Goddess be eternally glorified". -" Let our Goddess be eternally glorified" repeated the crowd in unison. The priest made a silence signal with his hands and continued. -"By the power our Goddess has given to me, I bless your union and wish your ruling to be filled with prosperity, peace and security. Let our Lords be healthy, powerful and acting as one."

Zane explained, “the moon gets brighter. Even during the day sometimes, you can see it.” “That’s…” I stared at them. “That’s not possible.” “We have witnesses,” Darius said. “Half the pack has noticed it by now.” “Which is another reason everyone’s so confident about the ceremony,” Kael added. “The moon already recognizes you. The official blessing is just a formality.” I set down my fork, suddenly not hungry anymore. “What if it doesn’t work? What if the Goddess doesn’t, ” “Hey.” Zane’s hand found mine, warm and steady. “That’s not going to happen.”