96. Day-desiring her

[Amor’s POV]

I was wearing a white and red military tunic with white breeches. The red royal mantle draped over my shoulders was secured by golden chains in the front.

The marriage would be sealed in the banquet hall of the temple. The stage was prepared where the marriage rituals would be fulfilled.

The priestess was making last-minute preparations with the help of her disciplines.

Only family members were allowed in the temple.

Men were seated in the hall in front of the stage. The ladies were all upstairs getting ready.

I was sitting near the wedding stage on the golden royal sofa with Morfan beside me.

“This is the twentieth time you looked at the stairs, alpha,” Morfan said.

I glanced at him, then at the balustrade.

Morfan sighed, “I will bring some water for you.”

“No need,” I said.

“I know that’s not what you need, but water will help suppress your other needs.”

Morfan had started talking gibberish from the time we set foot in the Trimontum islands. He kept saying th