Behind a screen, maids undressed the two of them. Then, clad in nightgowns and robes, they were brought before each other. The Bishop once again bound their hands with his stole to symbolize their union, then blessed them, tracing a cross on each of their foreheads with Holy Water.
The bed was also generously sprinkled with Holy Water, and Eric and Matilda lay down on it together. Then, everyone left, and they were alone.
Only Eric and Matilda remained in the room, and the once-spacious chamber now felt small.
Matilda could clearly hear the sound of Eric's breath.
He then moved on top of her.
"We should begin," Eric said.
Matilda turned her head aside, and Eric instantly removed her golden hairnet.
Her long, reddish-gold hair spilled across her right cheek, and her snow-white skin began to flush.
He then lowered his head, kissing her face, throat, and neck.
The fragrant oils gave her smooth skin and soft curves a unique allure.
