The beautiful wedding hall took place in the palace of Silvara, a grand and wondrous location filled with history and magic.
Many would seek this romantic location for their wedding and cannot enter the doors.
Asura stood at the entrance. Today was the final rehearsal, and though he wouldn't meet Vela, she was there. From the moment she stepped foot in the hall, a special force separated them.
The reason was that Asura could not see Vela. The ancient scrolls and marriage rules stipulated this unbreakable rule, but he could not resist. A spell made them unable to sense each other, only the vague presence, as the pair walked down the aisle.
Hundreds of benches, crafted from the finest marble, smiling faces, filled the room with guests—friends, family, and well-wishers. Rich purple carpets and a wreath of roses intertwined with green leaves and ivy filled the pathway that created an aisle. The buzz of excitement and anticipation filled the air among those gathered.
