Girhoe
The day is pleasant as the humans kept telling his bride. He doesn’t understand the constant reminder of it as it’s just the same as any other day. More than the usual humans were in the room, some wearing robes, and some looks like the humans that served him in the celestial realm. They were in a gaudy looking robe that looks heavy and thick. All of different colors as they seem to outnumber the women present in the room.
He gazes at his human. Talking to the human that calls herself Amhiwa. He is not sure if that’s the right name, but he doesn’t care enough to know if it’s right. He just follows his bride from behind, watching the leers and glares of the women that doesn’t look that far from Amiwa.
“Oh my” A taller human woman blocks the path of his bride. Her hair looks the
