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The wedding preparation was personally supervised by Dreckos. He wanted the best for Madelie. King Timodore and Queen Asalea were all out in supporting Dreckos’ wedding plans.
When the wedding day came, Dreckos could not breathe normally. His chest is rapidly moving up and down; he felt racing horses inside his stomach. He was standing at the altar where their vampire priest wearing his black priest gown, stood holding the black book in his hands, while King Timodore and Princess Shelyca stood beside him.
When the door of their adoration hall opened, his breathing stopped when he saw Madelie in her dazzling black glinting gown. Her curves are perfectly being shown off in her fitted wedding gown. Dareon swallowed some saliva thinking about how he would rip - off that wedding gown during their first night.
Madelie walked slowly going to the altar while Dreckos’ eyes never left her. He felt like dreaming. When Madelie reached the spot where he is standing, she gracefully bowed her head to the King and Queen of Glodeous and gave her hand to the waiting hand of Dreckos.
When Dreckos felt her hand on his hand, his heart swelled realizing that everything that is happening now is real and not just a dream. He is getting married to Madelie, indeed!
After a few minutes of chanting and some homily, the vampire priest pronounced Dreckos and Madelie as husband and wife.
“You may now kiss the bride.” The vampire Priest finally said and when Dreckos heard it, without thinking for a second, he pulled Madelie’s veil up and kissed her like they were the only people inside the adoration hall.
Dreckos just stopped kissing his new wife when everybody inside the adoration hall clapped their hands and cheered in unison, congratulating Dreckos and Madelie.
“You are mine now Madelie,” with twinkling eyes, Dreckos murmured, making Madelie giggle. Her eyes too are dancing with excitement.
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