style="font-size:15px;"> We got to the temple. The beggars crowded at his entrance and begged for alms. They were not allowed inside by several young monks with clubs. How interesting. It was beautiful inside. The frescoes depicted Yagodka as a lovely girl gathering herbs. «Probably an aphrodisiac for orgies collects» I thought. Crowds of worshipers were on their knees asking for God’s mercy. This goddess herself loves to kneel with her mouth open. A young boy in a white hoodie approached us. Hair in a bun. Not even ten. Servant. Parents left here in the temple and lives. Several of the same orphans were running around here.
– You came to pray to the goddess Light. Entrance has recently become paid three silver – He said and circled us with a gesture of the religion of Light. I had such novices in my cities. Donated blood voluntarily. But there were no syringe marks. Too bad it looks delicious.
– No, we want to get married. – I saw that he grimaced. – And today. Right now. How much does it cost?
– It is up to the Archbishop to decide. Come with me.
The boy took us around the temple. Through the rows of people on their knees. In the corner stood a bald-headed man with a magician’s staff and a white robe with gold threads. A large white hat hung comically from the god’s left. Here is such a fashion. The abdomen is clearly beer and warts. Maybe from a shameful illness. He is no stranger to worldly pleasures.
– Archbishop Brahms, these two want to marry here.
No, we don’t do weddings. Trouble in the country. A maximum of a week and then not the fact that I will hold the ceremony.
– I insist. I’ll pay well. There is money.
– Good good. Grisha go I’ll figure it out myself. – The archbishop is clearly happy with the hack. He saw expensive clothes on me and thinks to cash in on me
Tamara, Ira, and I used to often go to the city for services. Now this seems funny to me. It’s strange, I haven’t seen it before. He took us to his office and said when we sat down on chairs. He remained on his feet.
«Our Goddess of Light wants you young to take a public oath. The people had just gathered. I bless the union. He came closer to me and spoke into my ear. «You need to pay a little for the work. One hundred and fifteen gold.
– Goddess Yagodka says hello to you. Her bloodbath is our abode. I said the greeting of my religion.
The priest’s eyes widened. The staff fell from his hands. The hat is the same.
– You know the truth. But how? Only a select few know this. And that’s not all. You
– She is my goddess. I am her slave. I am Akbash.
– Oh. Her great servant whom she told us about. He smiled again and continued. Our goddess blesses you. Let’s go to the center of the temple. The whole ceremony is free. I’ll pay myself. – He turned to Ira and said, raising his hands to the sky. – The goddess is happy for you, her slave. Young bride. Go to the dressing room. The nuns will prepare everything. My fiancé and I will be waiting for you. The rings are my gift to you. He called the novice and said something in his ear. He ran away.
– Oh how good. You are so wonderful my Rag. Irina hugged me. – I love you so much.
An old nun came up and took Ira into the room. Only the two of us were left in the room. The archbishop fell to his knees and began to kiss my hand.
– Let’s go chosen one. The dark goddess does not like to wait. And then swim in the blood forbid. «The priest is the same type.
We went to the center of the temple. The servants began to scatter rose petals. Of course the color of blood. Scented candles were lit. The parishioners rejoiced, everyone understood what was going on. After each wedding, the priest distributed alms to everyone present. And so the feast began. All expenses were paid by the newlyweds. The poor from the street saw the preparations and ran inside. They were let in.
– Dear parishioners. Our Goddess of Light today connect two loving hearts. Here is the groom. «He consecrated me with his staff. A bright light enveloped me. The simplest magic. But it caused a surge of delight among the parishioners. «Here is the young lady. Future wife. – Ira in a lovely white dress left the room. Behind her are three nuns. Appetizing. Although thick. Lots of blood in them. Get on your knees, young people.
We got up. I smiled at her. She was embarrassed. She does not even know with whom she connects life. I will have many wives. But this one is the best.
– Say vows young.
We have taken vows.
– Now prayer.
We prayed. Everything, as in my world. A beautiful ceremony. Although it is not complete. There is no sacrificial item. Although it doesn’t matter
– We will witness this union. O goddess, take them into your arms.
The light around us turned red. Then blue and he lit up the whole temple. Then he went out.
– Young take the rings and exchange them.
We exchanged rings. I was so happy. Rings are clearly not simple. Gave increased power. We will need him.
– O goddess, accept them. They became a family.
The people rejoiced. Everyone was waiting for the feast. The servants were already getting tables and food. They handed out alms. The feast has begun. We partied for an hour and then left.
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