Wedding Hall - Present Day
Xanathal
The sight of the silvery marking on his hand only further proved that this female beside him was his mate. While the druid continued to speak, Xanathal was rapidly working out a plan to help keep this woman at his side. She was fragile, at least she appeared so, but he could feel the strength within her. Under the shroud of pain, violence, and darkness there was an underlying current of power that he found himself drawn to.
It occured to him, that his bride had requested that he mark her. While it was more a custome among her people, his kind very rarely did such things, considering it primitive and beneath them. Of course, there were a select few who did so because they thrived on blood or the emotions that such an action could evoke in others. In so
