Song of the Raven (Daughters of the Prairie 3) - Page 44

Raven nodded. “Yes, two days. And then Ella will be mine in our way and yours.”

His arms wrapped around her and he gave her a searing kiss right in front of everyone.

* * *

“Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in the bonds of holy matrimony.”

Her father’s deep voice resonated throughout the camp, and after Raven spoke his vows to Ella, she gazed into his black eyes, love coursing thr

ough her.

“I, Ella Ruth Morgan, take thee, Silver Raven, as my lawful husband.”

Her insides warmed as she spoke the words of love and devotion to her beautiful groom. Clad in buckskins, his bronze chest bare, his raven hair accented with white feathers, he was as noble and handsome as any man alive.

“I now pronounce you man and wife.”

Raven clasped her to him, and her breath caught at the hardness of his sculpted chest. She would never tire of looking at him.

“We will celebrate the marriage of Raven and Ella with a feast,” Standing Elk announced.

“And your mother and I have a wedding gift for you,” her father said. “I sent a young brave to retrieve it. It’s not much, but it’s all we have to give right now.”

“A gift isn’t necessary, Papa. You’ve given us so much already.”

“Nonsense. We need to give you something. Ah, here it comes.”

Ella looked over her shoulder and her tummy tumbled. She rolled her eyes.

“Oh, Raven,” she whispered to her husband. “It’s that dratted cow, Sukie.”

The End

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