“It all seems so fast,” Diana said, sipping her wine with a look of disbelief on her face.
“That’s how these things go sometimes,” my mother replied.
“When the goddess brings a pair together there is no need to hesitate,” the priestess spoke up suddenly.
All eyes turned to her. She was a white haired, beautiful older woman. She smiled at me knowingly, even as I felt shame wash over me.
“No, you’re mistaken,” I said softly. “We aren’t fated.”
She tilted her head curiously, then shrugged. “Sometimes the mate pull isn’t the only way the goddess brings a couple together.”
Silence fell over the room for a few moments, only broken when my father started to speak.
“We’ll have your things moved to the capital by the end of the week,” my father said. “Then, your n
