The main church of the Everliving God is one of the oldest churches in the city. It was huge; on the sides there were two watch towers, and in the middle, the bell tower. On the wall, engravings of the Cherubs in the great angel war. My father was a lot in those engravings; he was the hero. He was the one that led the armies against the demons, and in the end, he killed the leader of the demons.
"Come on, let's get in," Ava said, holding my hand, pulling me to the doors. It was a double door, and it was huge, two times the size of me, with the same engravings on the edge of the doors. On one of the doors there was an engraving of my father with his six wings open wide and his sword up, and on the other, an engraving of the Everliving God welcoming with his hands and his six wings opened. She pulled me in as she opened the doors, her smile wider than I have ever seen.
"Alright, don't pull me this hard, my love," I said as my lips curved. Inside, there were rows of wooden benches, and in the end, a huge stone statue of the Everliving God. Above it, there was a balcony. We walked towards the statue, still holding hands.
"Ava, Seraph," a priest called from the balcony. He had four wings and long white hair. He wore white robes, and he also had black markings from his eye, scaling them to the wings, even on the root of the wings. Every priest had those markings; the darker and longer the markings, the higher his rank as a priest. He was a high priest, and one we knew. "I see you decided to still marry today," he said as he started to fly down towards us.
"Charlie," Ava said in her soft voice, her smile even wider now. "We are glad that it is you."
"I am sorry to hear about your mother, Seraph," Charlie said, hugging me. He was always this welcoming towards me. "If you need to talk about it, I am always here."
"Thank you, Charlie," I said as He released me. "We should get going with the marriage," I said, looking into his light blue eyes. He pitied me; I could see it in his eyes.
"Right, follow me, please," he said and started walking towards a wooden door on the far wall near the statue. We followed. Behind the door was a long corridor lit only by the firelight of torches, and at the end of the corridor, another wooden door that led to the marriage chamber. We walked behind Charlie as he opened the door. "Please get in," he said.
The marriage chamber was a small room, like an office. There was a wooden table, and behind that, a pot, and from the pot, the eternal flame. There were three chairs: one between the table and the pot, and two on the other side. "Please sit," Charlie said, pointing at the two chairs and sitting in the chair on the other side.
We sat as well as Charlie started to write on a sheet of paper. It was quiet for a while. Ava held my hand the entire time; the smile never left her face, but mine lifted as we got to the first door. I want to enjoy this as much as she does, but I can't. Sorry, Ava, I love you, but I can't be happy all this time; my mother is dead. Suddenly, she released my hand and started to play with my hair. "Aren't those flames pretty, dear?" she said, lifting my chin so I could look at them. They were pretty and warm, not just from the outside; I could feel it inside, warming my spark. I smiled again.
"They are, my love," I said, grabbing her hand and kissing it, "but not as pretty as you."
"You smooth talker," she said as her smile grew bigger.
"Alright Ava El Hendrix, do you take the human Seraph El Valor to be the man of your house and the father of your future children?" Charlie asked, he had his serious look on his face.
"I do, this human you are talking about is the only man that made me feel more than beauty," Ava said instantly.
"Seraph El Valor, are you sure you can be the man of the Cherub Ava El Hendrix's house, provide and protect her and your future children?" he shifted his look towards me.
"I will do all I can to do so," I said, looking back at him. "She is the only thing that I have now, so I will protect her with my life," I continued.
"Then by the church of the Everliving God, I declare you as husband and wife, and this contract will serve as proof in fire," Charlie announced as he threw the contract in the eternal fire, then he took two pieces from the ashes of the papers and gave them to us. "Consume this to seal it; it is the only way to have the contract connected to you," he said.
I took a piece and looked at Ava, and with no hesitation, I consumed it. Then my body felt like it was burning from inside. "What is this?" I asked in pain.
"Take the other piece, Ava. It will be over in less than a minute," Charlie said, ignoring me. Then, in an instant, the pain was gone. What was that? It was too painful. I hope Ava is okay. I turned around and looked at her; she was unconscious.
"Ava," I called as I got up, no answer. My beautiful wife, you are always there for me, now it is my turn, I thought as I lifted her from the ground.
"Careful, Seraph, she bears your name now, and it's your name now, not your father's," Charlie said as he got up and opened the door. "You are now a bigger target, now that your mother is gone, it makes her a target, so do your best to keep the promise."
"I know, Charlie, thank you," I said as I left towards my house, the one my mother died in.
I got to the house with Ava still in my hands, got in it the small of blood was still in the air blood stain on the floor and walls. I got my room and placed her on my bed, than i started to clean, the floor was filled with glass shard, it was not a clean kill she straggled before they killed her, i thought as i picked up the shard and starting to clean the blood stains.
Few hours have passed. I sat next to the bed where I placed Ava. It was already night and I was tired. I placed my head on the mattress. I hope you're alright, my love, I thought as my eyes started to close. It was a long day, and I wanted to finally rest. Then I felt a hand on my head, and I lifted my head immediately. It was her. She woke up still looking pale and weak from the pain.
"You should come lay beside me, dear," she said, tapping her hand on the mattress. She looked better but still sick. "Don't think too much; we are married now, it's fine," she said. I did think about that; she always knew what I thought.
"Fine, my love," I said as I climbed into bed next to her, hugging her from behind. "Love, can we tomorrow search for a buyer for this house and go to yours?" I asked. Her hand started to touch mine, brushing it back and forth.
"If you are sure you want to sell, I will find someone that will buy it for a fair price," she said as she grabbed my hand from behind and went to sleep, and I soon followed.