Serana looked up at the temple of Mara. Around her, the daily activities of Riften could be heard. Her red eyes scanned the architecture and the surrounding gardens. Her eyes fell on the symbol above the door and the stained glass windows that glinted with various colours of light.

"I was expecting a temple to be larger than this," said Serana as looked up at it, her eyes narrowing.

"It's much bigger on the inside," he informed her.

Serana looked at him. This was a temple of marriage, how would he have known that.

"Do you want to come and see the inside?"he asked gesturing for her to follow him.

Serana wrinkled up her nose and shook her head in refusal. Her long hair bounced as she shook her head. He wasn't going to press the issue, he knew why Serana didn't like temples.

"I'll sit and wait," she said. She pointed to a lip of concrete between the two sets of stairs.

"As you wish Serana,"he said. "I'll be as quick as I can."

She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. However, his reactions were too fast. He moved and their lips met instead. He kissed her lovingly.

"I will be back momentarily," he informed her.

Serana exposed her fangs as she beamed at him. He tried to move, but she was holding his armour tightly.

"Don't take too long," she said worriedly.

"I won't," he replied smiling.

She released him and he entered the temple. He looked back at her and the door closed behind him. Serana watched the closed door for a moment. She then walked to the lip and sat down upon it letting her legs dangle off of the edge. She glanced over to the market and watched the locals bustle around with their daily business. The guards looked down at her, watching her carefully.

Stefan looked around the temple and found it was deserted.

"Hello?" he called. His voice echoed around the empty room. He held onto his Dragonbone sword cautiously.

"Anyone present?" he called again, still holding onto his sword tightly.

A priest emerged. Stefan jumped, his sword twitched in it scabbard.

"Yes," he said. "Can I help you?"

"I was told to come here for an Amulet of Mara," said Stefan at once.

He knew Serana was waiting and he didn't want to keep her too long.

"Certainly,"he said. "That will be 200 gold."

Stefan took out 200 gold coins and handed them to the monk.

"Thank you,"he said. "Please have a seat."

Stefan sat down and waited. The monk returned with the amulet and handed it to him. Stefan took it and the monk sat next to him.

"Now...Mr..."said the monk.

"Stefan," aided Stefan.

"Stefan," began the monk. "I trust you understand how marriage works?"

"I do," replied Stefan.

"Wonderful,"said the monk. "So when do you plan to get married?"

"I think as soon as possible," replied Stefan.

The monk stood up and looked into his book. He flicked through the pages and picked up his quill and ink. He suspended it over the book.

"Names?" he prompted.

"Stefan and Serana," replied Stefan. The door opened. Stefan looked around to see Serana peering in through the crack in the door. She looked at him. He gestured her to come in, she shook her head.

"One more thing, I do have a special request,"said Stefan.

The monk looked at him.

"You see," continued Stefan. He looked back to see if Serana was still watching him. She was. "My Serana. She is a little uncomfortable with a temple."

The monk looked at him, confused.

"I see," he said.

"Quite," continued Stefan. "So could we have our wedding outside? In a forest for example?"

The monk gave him a look of confusion.

"This is a most unusual request," said the monk. "I've not heard of this before."

"I'll pay you whatever you want," said Stefan.

"Oh sir," said the monk. "That's not necessary. I'm sure we can arrange something. Do you know where precisely you would like to get married?"

"We haven't decided yet," replied Stefan.

"Very well," said the monk. "Well when you have made your decision you should send me a courier at the earliest possible convenience."

"I shall," said Stefan. "Thank you."

He stood up and bowed in politeness. The monk nodded. Stefan turned and exited towards the door. Serana watched him coming towards her and she smiled again.

"Thank you," said Stefan.

The monk nodded and gestured him to the door. Stefan joined Serana and they exited the temple and down the stairs.

The monk caught sight of Serana as he closed the door. Serana looked away quickly and turned her attention to the amulet of Stefan's hand.

"Let me see that," said Serana reaching for it. Stefan handed it to her and she looked at it. Her red eyes narrowed as she studied the amulet carefully. It was bronze in colour had a glowing blue circle in the middle.

"Who has to wear this?" she asked as they walked through the market to the main gate.

"Me," he said.

They exited through the main gate. Serana was automatically assuming that they were going to mount his horse. However, he walked straight past it. Serana raced to catch up with him. She walked by his side as he past a small farm and lead her into a clearing overlooking the inlet where Riften stood. The clearing was surrounded by various trees and flowers. It was a riot of colour. Serana beamed as she looked at their surroundings. He stopped in the centre of the clearing.

"It's gorgeous," she gasped her eyes widened in delight.

Stefan pulled on the amulet and turned to face her. Serana looked up at him. He then took her hand and looked deep into her eyes. He swallowed nervously. Serana's lip shook, she knew exactly what was coming. His hand was sweating. Hers slipped out of his grip. She took it back and held it firmly. Slowly he descended onto one knee. Serana watched him and her eyes began to well up.

"Serana Volkihar," he said softly. "Will you marry me? Will you be with me from this day until the end of our days?"

Serana looked down at him. Her red eyes were filled with tears of happiness. They flowed down her face. Stefan looked up at her, his hand in hers, kneeling on the ground.

"Yes," she said quietly. "Yes I will."

He sprang up and they threw their arms around each other. Serana squeezed him as tightly as she could. He stroked her hair softly. Their lips met and he kissed her lovingly. He could feel the tears wet on her face. He wiped them off and kissed her once more.