Chapter 220 "The Wedding" Ii

• Cathaysa.
• Anyway, I didn't have time for this now. I accompanied Duff to the altar, and the ceremony began. If I'm honest, for the first ten minutes, I didn't even understand what the Catholic priest was saying. I was more focused on feeling the man beside me, his gazes, his words in Gaelic. I understood some of them, like when he called me "My goddess nymph," but others I didn't.
• "I'll ask him to translate it for me tonight in our bridal bed," I thought, smiling mischievously.