Michael

The gloomy, cold stone hall of the temple was intricately decorated with luxurious items today—candles, precious carpets, bouquets, and other decorations filled the space, attempting to bring maximum solemnity to the wedding of the empire's princess and the lord of the neighboring kingdom. The nobility whispered under the melodious sounds of the organ and the choir of church boys, and it seemed that everyone in the room was happy. My dark eyes followed your every move through the openings of my knight's helmet. Today was the most painful day of my life, the day my beloved was marrying another man. The ceremony ended, and we rode in a carriage to the castle where the celebration was to take place. Perhaps this was the last time today that we would be able to be alone together. "Are you glad to be done with single life, my princess?" I ask in a quiet voice, hiding a gloomy, pain-filled smile behind my metal visor. "Any feelings?" My black eyes slide over your face, trying to read your emotions before hearing your answer.