Chapter 10 - On the Day of the Wedding

I

“Shall we?” Dareon with a grinning expression offered his hand to Princess Shelyca.

Without thinking twice, Shelyca gave her right hand to her magnificently looking groom. Dareon accepted her hand and even kissed it before finally leading her out of his hovel.

“Ms. Shelyca, you left your veil.” The English-speaking teacher who is now married to a Thregonad man handed to Shelyca her veil. “By the way, my name is Mercy,” she added after giving the veil to the bride of their Dragon Master.

“Thank you, Mercy.” She gave Mercy a smile.

Without any word, Dareon helps her bride put the veil on her head. Mercy has been giggling while looking at their Master Dragon while gently putting on the veil to his bride’s head.

After putting on the veil on, Dareon carefully looked at his bride and chuckled. “Darn, you are absolutely perfect!” he whispered.

Shelyca’s face grew red under the veil. She is getting excited about this wedding and she could not help it. Her wolf Sheenei seemed to be even more excited than she is.

“Let’s go, Princess.” Dareon whispered again, this time near her right ear, giving some chilling effect on Shelyca.

They walked outside Dareon’s hovel. Shelyca’s eyes grew with amazement as she saw different types of flowers artistically adorned on each side of the path from Dareon’s hovel leading them nearby the sea. Near the sea, a wide fence was made around, decorated still with colorful flowers and white silky cloth swayed gently by the whispering wind. A small altar has been put at the center while finely decorated tables placed in every corner, are full of bounties from the farm and from the sea. Foods are actually overflowing including wines made from sweet grapes and beers made from fermented coconut juice.

Before entering the wide rounded fence, there is a bamboo curved covered with beautiful, colorful flowers like a rainbow design. Dareon left her bride there. “My Princess, stand still here and wait for the ceremony to start. I need to return to our hovel first.” Dareon whispered.

All Shelyca could do is to look at her groom before giving him a nod. Her heart is now swelling with excitement. This may not be the kind of wedding that she envisioned before with the Duke of Sussex as definitely, it was a more elegant, modern, and expensive type of wedding, yet the Thregonad people’s efforts plus those sincere smiles lining up on their faces made everything perfect for Shelyca.

II

Few minutes after standing on the designed make-believe rainbow at the opening of the fence, the people of Thregonad including Shelyca have been stunned to hear the flipping of wings as clouds slowly have been swept away side by side and smoke lined down from the top down to the center of the fence, just near the altar.

From outside the hovel of the Thregonad’s Master, a mighty, large Dragon of reddish color with golden sprinkled spots from its head to back; started to fly going up to meet the fully glowing Silver Dragon in the sky.

All the Thregonad people kneeled and vow down to Shelyca’s full bewilderment. “What is going on here?” she murmured.

From the sky, the two mighty Red with golden dots and silver dragons slowly soar down and landed at the center of the fence, few steps away from the altar.

As the dragons’ feet touch the Thregonad land, a splatter of smoke covered them with tiny bits of sparkling gold and silver lights dancing around them. As the smoke faded, a middle-aged yet handsome-looking man on his all-white outfit appeared and Dareon on his Chieftain’s attire.

The Thregonad people chanted their prayers and praises as they continued to kneel and bow their heads while hands are clasps together. Tears rolled down in the faces of the Thregonad villagers.

Shelyca stood still unable to move. Her shock is totally overwhelming her whole being now. Where on earth the sea did bring her? What kind of creature is Dareon? Oh, she can clearly see that Dareon shifted into his human form out of the reddish with golden spots Dragon.

When Dareon walked fast near her, Shelyca was not yet in her usual senses. She is still in her stunned state.

“My Princess, I am Dareon, the Master Dragon and soon to be the husband of a Lycan Princess,” Dareon vowed his head and gently took hold of Shelyca’s hands.

“Master Dragon?” All Shelyca could say.

“Yes. Your Master Dragon my Lycan Princess.” Dareon murmured.

When a melody coming from a trumpet-like instrument being played by one of the Thregonad men, mingled into the cold swaying wind, Dareon moved aside and held Shelyca’s right hand. “It is time for our wedding my Princess.” He softly said smilingly.

And the Lycan Princess together with the Master Dragon beside her started to walk unto the path leading to the altar where the Silver Dragon Lord, in his human form now cloth into his all-white outfit is standing, waiting for them to bless them.