Bray heart was racing. She wasn't used to having so many eyes on her. She was sure her cheeks were wearing a crimson blush. With her hand tight in her husbands, she nodded her head respectfully with a smile at her new brother in law. "Thank you so much for sharing this moment with us, Apollo. And thank you for the welcome." She said shyly.
Nyghtwolfe concluded, “Now you will feel no rain, for each of you will be the shelter for each other. Now you will feel no cold, for each of you will be the warmth for the other. Now you are two persons, but only one life, between the two of you. Go now to your dwelling to enter into the days of your life together. And may your days be good and long upon the earth.”
"All rise please and greet the newlywed Mr and Mrs Orcus"
Apollo clasped a hand upon his brother's shoulders, "I'm damn proud of you brother. You've got a real fine lady there. You better treat her right or else I'll come over and kick your sorry arse. That’s a promise!"
The Prince of Wolves bent at the waist in a low regal bow or respect to his new Sister-in-law, "Welcome to our family, Braylin. I am honored to call you, my Sister."
Braylin dipped with her back arched and her cheeks flushed with blush. Finally he was her husband. Her toe pointed for a dramatic effect as her beast of a man mauled her with kisses. She could do nothing but giggle along with the guests. Once upright, Braylin cupped her hands gently to his cheeks and kissed him back ever so lovingly
Kira stood up beside her mother as claps her hands as well. She giggles a little bit, seeing how silly her uncle was being. She was so happy for uncle Lok and Auntie Braylin.
Lok did not hesitate. He pulled Bray into his arms and bent her over backwards in a dip as he leaned forwards, and planted a hot juicy kiss right on her lips. He made yummy noises as he kissed her. In the background, a few of the guests laughed. Lok loved hamming it up.
He mauled Bray with kisses all over her face and down her neck, and would have gone lower, but his Mom made a noise, clearing her throat, and he stopped. Grinning, he let Bray stand back upright, and then he kissed her again, more romantically like a Prince would kiss a Princess.
An emotional sigh reverberated through the watching guests. Family members sniffled with their tears of joy. Nyghtwolfe took a step back, letting the newly wedded couple have their blissful moment together.
She recited the epilog blessing, “Braylin and Lok, today you have made a lifelong and eternal commitment to each other. Honor that commitment, honor each other, and for eternity you will find love and happiness in one another. Having joined in this sacred union, I may now pronounce you, Lok and Braylin as Husband and Wife. You may now display public affection and kiss one another.”
Braylin wore a smile as she held Loks thumb down crushing his silent dreams of victory. She nodded and looked deeply into his charcoal eyes and repeated the words. "I, Braylin, take you, Lok, to my hand, my heart, and my spirit."
Nyghtwolfe then requested the same response of Braylin, smiling with happiness in her amber eyes as she said, “Braylin, please repeat after me:
I, Braylin, take you, Lok, to my hand, my heart, and my spirit”
Lok nodded and spoke those words with truth and conviction, “I, Lok, take you, Braylin, to my hand, my heart, and my spirit. I do!! , I really do!!!!.”
Nyghtwolfe took a deep breath. This was the moment of unity; the moment that everyone waited for. She snapped her fingers at her wayward son to get his full attention and spoke, “Lok, please repeat after me:
I, Lok, take you, Braylin, to my hand, my heart, and my spirit”
Nyghtwolfe then looked at Lok and sighed softly a little with strained patience as she continued, “Lok, please hold Braylin ‘s hands, palms up, where you may see the gift that they are to you.
These are the hands that are smooth, young, and carefree, that are holding yours on your wedding day, as she pledges her love and commitment to you all the days of her life.
These are the hands that will hold each child in tender love, soothing them through illness and hurts, supporting and encouraging them along the way, and knowing when it′s time to let go.
These are the hands that will massage tension from your neck and back in the evenings, after you've both had a long hard day.
These are the hands that will hold you tight as you struggle through difficult times. They are the hands that will comfort you when you are sick and console you when you are grieving.
These are the hands that will passionately love you and cherish you through the years, for a lifetime of happiness.
These are the hands that will hold you in joy and excitement and hope.
These are the hands that will give you support as she encourages you to chase down your dreams. Together, everything you wish for can be realized.”
Lok giggled and surrendered his hands to Bray for this next part. He couldn't help but wiggle his fingers playfully on hers. He tried to thumb wrestle her thumb down. The tip of his tongue peeked out of his mouth as he concentrated on pinning her thumb beneath his. She was always more quicker than he was and made it challenging.
