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[Tay Thormear]

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Walking down the isle towards the boat was the happiest moment of their lives. Friends gathered around for the ceremony and clapped for the newly wed. Reaching the end of the walk around Beowulf gated on to their boat. Telling the boatman to raise his the anchor and set sail they waved good-bye to their friends. Heading out to sea for their few minutes of privacy before joining the others at the reception back at Poets Garden. Hugging and kissing happily that they had finally done it the pair sailed happily across the sea for a while.

Shortly after sailing off they had rejoined the others at Poets. Entering the tavern Beowulf was automatically being pulled over to the male side, he joined in the gender game. It didn’t take long for him to pass up the game to go sit with his new bride. People came and went, congratulating the couple on there accomplishment and wished them the best of the luck. A few hours later Poets had nearly cleaned out, Ivae and Poet had taken Tatiana downstairs for a private talk. It seemed to be taking quite sometime for the talk to finish. They finally emerged from the lower floors and chatted a bit. Beowulf took off to quickly gather something’s for their honeymoon and to say good-bye to some important people.

They were finally off, leaving their friends behind the new couple left to enjoy their honeymoon. That night however they stayed at their house, the first night of the of being married, called for celebration. It didn’t take long for the two to snuggle together in bed. Taking off their clothes they began to kiss, Beowulf began sliding down Tatiana. Stopping at the spot he was heading for he cursed loudly.

“Wha’ the ‘ell is all this?”

“Mr. Poet said he wanted it locked up, there’s only one way you can get through them without unlocking all of them.” She grinned innocently.

“There has to be a hundred of these!”

“Two hundred and fifty to be exactly.”

“Two hundred and fifty chastity locks? High security I think.”

Tatiana grinned at him, the locks began to click, each one unlocking their self and opening.

“Mr. Poet said they were magical, they would only unlock if I accepted you.”

Laughing together they enjoyed their wedding night. It was bright and early in the morning when they departed from their house leaving Dark Cove. They traveled to various places such as Compassion and Honesty in Ilishenar and than moving along to Moonglow.

The two spent their honeymoon happily together. This was a new beginning to the bonding of two great lives. There was only mystery to what was held in store for their future.