Age of Faith

Chapter 46

The stairs of Garr did not blame him, because proving it would only strengthen the validity of the marriage.Squire Warren once again on his back, Garr said from over his shoulder, saying, “Reply to the chapel and wake the pastor if he is there.Say what has happened and what happened from him.”"Yes, my lord."After being lost from sight of the people in the hall, Annyn broke away from Garr and pressed him back against the wall.“We can't do this.It's all wrong.“We can and will.”Garr put it on his shoulder."There's nothing else for that."Annyn held her intensity for as long as possible, then lowered her head.

After everything he did, why would he offer this?Why would it take Henry to his house?Could he care?Return something from what he feels for her, and who suffers?But if so, he wouldn't be so angry, would he?And his hatred must have been felt when he told Sir Drake about his intentions.

There is nothing else to it, he said.Yes, he did it simply out of a misplaced sense of duty.Garr Wulfrith, indeed, was praised, but a sacrifice he could not make, he said, no matter how crying that she receives it."You don't have to do this, especially since I don't want to marry you."Lordy!His gray-green eyes turned dark as if gathered on Stern."Lady Isobel called.

Followed by his smiling daughters as if they had nothing to do with their brother's marriage to a woman who tried to kill him not long ago, he created a passageway towards them."I have the ring."Isobel offered a set of gold bracelets with a large sapphire and small rubies.Annyn could not be sure, but she thought Garr was hesitant before accepting it.

Isobel looked towards Annyn. “This is the ring used by all the brides of the Wulfrit heirs of marriage," he said, then to Garr, "This will be different for you. I knew it would happen.”

Now Annyn understands. Isobel had worn the ring at her wedding to Garr's

dad, the unhappiest marriage, it seems. And Garr wasn't happy about it.

He started to turn around, but turned around. "Change, Mother."

"What?"

"You can't wear black at my wedding."

“But it's all—”

“Wear sackcloth, if necessary. Any color except black. And hurry!” Abandon

she gaped, she escorted Annyn up the stairs and down the corridor to the chapel

before Sir Warren stood up.

Why would she care what color her mother wears? After all, it's not to be

the right wedding. No fun family and friends meetings, no pageantry

trousseau, no bouquets for her hair, no special dresses.

Anin looked down. Indeed, today he was wearing another Gaenor bliaut,

brown and unadorned. As for the habit of wearing long and loose hair as

virginity sign, how else. No one will say he has

married in her hair

"Prince?" Garr asked, continuing to hold Annyn by his side as if out of fear

he might have run away.

"He's inside" said Squire Warren, "preparing for the ceremony."

"Tell him to hurry."

The guard turned around and slipped into the chapel.

Alone in the corridor with Garr, Gaenor and Beatrix no doubt helped them

mother in a change of clothes, Annyn met Garr's gaze.

"It's okay," he murmured and let go of his arm. To his astonishment, he

The sweetness almost stole Annyn's breath. "What is it?"

"He."

A flutter passed through it, but it did not last long under the weight

premonitions. Is everything gonna be okay? What hopes make the marriage begin? How

will Duke Henry receive the news? How much does it cost to Wulfrit?

The boots on the stairs caused Garr to pull his hand from Annyn's hand and twist it around

around the sword. But Abel appears, followed by Samuel Squires

and Charles.

"What about Mr Drake?" sue Garr.

"I've put a man-at-arms on him" Abel said as he advanced. “Pasti you

know that in vain I will miss your marriage.”

"Of course" Garr grumbled.

Abel stopped in front of his brother, "Where is the old man?""I'm here."Stepping out of the chapel, the priest pulled the newly-worn robe."And don't call me old man."Abel lowered his gaze."Sorry, Pastor Mendel."Squire Warren exits the chapel behind the priest and joins Abel where he stands behind Garr and Annyn, the priest looked towards Garr."Do you know what you're doing, my son?""I accept.""And you're still asking me this?""I accept."“That's stupid, not at all what I expected of you, Garr Wulfrith.”Annyn also will not do.is there is a part of Garr that no one knows.“As you know,” said the priest, “ before the wedding ceremony can start, the ban should be read out for three Sundays.”He raised a hand, one of them gripping the Holy Scripture."You don't come back to Stern for long.""I don't, but there's gonna be a wedding."Reverend Mendel stepped closer.“You know that this marriage can be pronounced clandestinely, judged as adultery and fornication?”“I don't care what others call, Father.All I care about is there is a wedding today in the presence of God who is the only witness we order.”“Don't you mean tonight?And that is another thing: the oath must be pronounced during the day.”Annyn notices Garr's face darkening.

the pastor's confidence in God must be firm so as not to tremble in fear.And he did not do it."There's still daylight," growled Garr. "A little bit, but in a quarter of an hour it'll be gone." "Then so fast, Reverend."“All right, but it's in your head if you're ostracized.”Father Mendel raised five feet high and a few inches there, in front of the chapel, saying, “If anyone knows the reason why these men and women should not legally marry, state it now.”He waited, and waited again.“Forward!”snapped Garr. "Hold!" Wearing a green dress, Lady Iso was clearly not tied to a binding price and looked ungraceful for a modest outfit that was likely Josse.

He, Gaor, and Beatrix stepped around Abel and took the place before the others "You mind this wedding, Miss Isobel?" asked Pastor Mendel, expectantly.

“Of course not. 'That was my first idea. Already, right? Does Gar know? "Continue, Father," urged Lady Isobel. The priest breathed. “Then I ask you, Garr Wulfrith, will you take this woman to be your wife, to live together after the decree of the Lord in the holy state of marriage?” Above, the sky rumbled, signaling a thunderstorm that everyone knew was coming. Garr leaked Annyn. "I have to." seeing him holding his breath, he released it from his lungs. There was no time when he said those words. "Will you love him, comfort and honor him, keep him in sickness and health, be faithful to you?" Will he love her? Did she? Due to her indecision, Annyn was struck by the reality of what they were doing. Or is it real? Are they really standing next to each other? A vow that will bind them forever?

Maybe it was a dream where he would wake up soon. "I will" said Garr. "And you, Lady Annyn Bretanne, will you accept this man to be your husband, to live together according to the decree of the Lord in a holy state of marriage?" How eager he was to slip his hands into Garr's hands, to feel his warmth again. "I have to." "Will you love her"— More than she ever believed she could love someone else. —“enter her, honor her, keep her in sickness and health, be faithful to you, obey and serve her?” Obey and serve. It wasn't part of the vow Garr made.

Still, he regretted, "I'll do it." The thunder rolled again, this time with such strength it felt right through the floor. Father Mendel leaned toward Garr. "Trust me, my son, this is best done tomorrow." "It's best done now." The man backed off. “ Who gave this woman to marry this man?” Who will step forward? Mr Abel? She seemed to be the only option, but as Annyn looked around, a very familiar voice rang out in the corridor. "I give you this look."

Anlyn felt Garr stiffen beside her as she looked over her shoulder towards Rowan who was advancing with a gunman on both sides. Looking at it, not shaving and soaking wet, weight loss is most pronounced this time with such force felt through the floor. Father Mendel leaned toward Garr. "Trust me, my son, this is best done tomorrow." "It's best done now." The man backed off. “Who gave this woman to marry this man?” Who will step forward?

Mr Abel? She seemed to be the only option, but as Annyn looked around, a familiar-sounding voice in the corridor. "I gave this woman." Annyn felt Garr stiffen beside her as she looked over her shoulder towards Rowan who was advancing with a gunman on either side. looking at her, unshaved and drenched, weight loss is most pronounced at this time with such force felt right through the floor.

Father Mendel leaned toward Garr. "Trust me, my son, this is best done tomorrow." "It's best done now." The man backed off. “Who gave this woman to marry this man?” Who will step forward? Mr Abel? She seemed to be the only option, but as Annyn looked around, a familiar-sounding voice in the corridor. "I gave this woman." Annyn felt Garr stiffen beside her as she looked over her shoulder towards Rowan who was advancing with a gunman on either side. looking at her, unshaved and drenched, the most pronounced weight loss in this is best done tomorrow." "It's best done now." The man backed off. "Who gave this woman to marry this man?" Who will step forward? Mr Abel? She seemed to be the only option, but as Annyn looked around, a very familiar voice rang out in the corridor. "I give you this look." Anlyn felt Garr stiffen beside her as she looked over her shoulder towards Rowan who was advancing with a gunman on both sides.

Looking at it, not shaving and soaking wet, the most pronounced weight loss in this is best done tomorrow." "It's best done now." The man backed off. "Who gave this woman to marry this man?" Who will step forward? Mr Abel? She seemed to be the only option, but as Annyn looked around, a very familiar voice rang out in the corridor. "I give you this look." Anlyn felt Garr stiffen beside her as she looked over her shoulder towards Rowan who was advancing with a gunman on both sides.

Looking at her, not shaving and soaking wet, weight loss was most pronounced on but as Annyn looked around, a very familiar voice sounded in the corridor. "I gave this woman." Annyn felt Garr stiffen beside her as she looked over her shoulder towards Rowan who was advancing with a gunman on either side. looking at her, unshaved and drenched, weight loss was most pronounced in but as Annyn looked around, a very familiar voice rang out in the corridor. "I gave this woman." Annyn felt Garr stiffen beside her as she looked over her shoulder towards Rowan who was advancing with a gunman on either side. looking at her, unshaved and drenched, the most weight loss was felt on his face, making the air of the eyes piercing his eyes.

These past days, she had defeated him many times from when she remembered him, telling herself that she hated him for what he had done to her mother, she said, that he is no better than Lavonne.But that is not true.He has done a terrible thing, but for that he has devoted himself to him and Jonas.can a man made improvements to such a disease, but, god will be the judge, not him who only praises Rowan's superior heart."We're going to talk about this" he said, interacting with Annyn's views with Abel, whose guilt holds her responsible.

Rowan stepped through an open path in the open and leaned near Annyn."to be my wife.”Garr repeats himself, and everyone else follows him.

The priest turned to Annyn."Here, say after me ..." He repeated, "I, Annyn Bretanne, accept you, Garr Wulfrith, to be my husband ... it is better to be worse, to be rich in the poor ..." "... to be meek and obedient in bed and on board," continued Father Mendel.Also not "soft and obedient" became part of Garr's oath.

But in the world this man did not.Garr demanded, urged him, and repeatedly repeatedly and all who followed him.In the end, Father Mendel the discovery of Scripture, but not long after Garr put the ring on it, but not long after Garr put the ring on it,there was a thunderous sound that elicited screams from Gaenor and Beatrix.It was soon that rain would come upon them.Not until Garr's thumb stroked the back of Annyn's hand did he realize how tightly he gripped her.

She smiled seeing the soft light in her eyes.“We have to continue?”ask the priest, once again hopeful."Without delay," replied Garr.Pastor Mendel talking about the ring, then handed it to Garr.“Put on itPastor Mendel spoke of the ring, then handed it to Garr.“Put on itPastor Mendel spoke of the ring, then handed it to Garr.“Put it on it