บท 133: Marry me (part two)

Soren's words echo around us, catching on the warm breath of the wind and rustling through the lush rose bushes that surround us. In that moment of union, the sky seems to light up with stars, the gentle hum of fireflies becoming and orchestra of sounds around us, pricking the midnight sky with dots of buttery golden light. The air becomes thick with the scent of roses, and a light gurgle of water quivers on the breeze as a nymph pokes her head out from the lake to witness this reunion of two fatal enemies. 

It is as though in that moment, the world itself was waiting for this day.