Kiss the Bride

Clara

My eyes went to the statue of the moon goddess. It seemed like she was looking at me. It was so surreal.

The priest cleared his throat softly. He pulled the sanctum back into focus. "Your Majesty, Lady Clara, please hold your palms out," he instructed, his voice filling the room. My eyes darted to Rhys who was watching us with curiosity.

Gael took a deep breath and then released my hand only