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I had to swallow my words and walked up to the altar with Caelan.
The Shaman brought out an intricate, ancient scroll. Caelan and I each placed our hands on it.
Thin red threads extended from our fingers, slowly weaving our names together on the scroll.
As I admired the craftsmanship, Caelan suddenly asked, "Holy Maiden, will you regret this?"
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