Chapter 11

The day had arrived. The day where two people would be joined together forever. It was the day when Anama and Hector would be married. The palace was buzzing with excitement. They would have a wedding right here in the palace. Everything was set in its rightful place.

Anama woke to Kia drawing a bath for her. The steam rose from the tub and made small little circles through the air. Anama got out of bed and walked over to the balcony. The sun was shining for the entire world to see. People were running throughout the city. Children were playing and laughing and adults were smiling and chatting idly. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, and that was a wonderful thing.

"My lady? Your bath is ready."

"Oh, thank you Kia." Anama walked over and lowered herself into the bath. The warm water ran over her body, cleansing it of any dirt and grime. Her hair was washed with a mixture of flowered oil. Anama sat in the tub for awhile. She usually got in and out, but this time, she decided to soak a bit since today would be long day. She laid her head back and relaxed and listened to the sounds of the city and the palace. She didn't notice how long she was in there until Kia woke her from her silence.

"My lady, if you don't get out soon, you'll be all wrinkled."

Anama laughed and got out of the tub. She was put into a white shift to wear as she was prepared for the wedding. Breakfast was brought in for her along with a flower and a note from Hector, saying how much he loved her and couldn't wait to be married. She smiled and smelled the flower. It was a white Iris. A beautiful flower. She placed it in a vase next to her bed and went on eating. When she was finished, it was time for her to get ready for the wedding.

She went and sat down in front of the mirror. Kia brushed out her hair and let it hair dry. While it was drying, Kia applied the makeup. She put on some eye shadow to give her eyes an appealing look. She outlined the eyes with kohl to make them stand out and applied some blush to her cheeks. She put some powder over her face to take the shine away. She added some lip paint to finish it off. Anama's hair was close to dry as Kia started on it. She took her hair and pinned it to the top, weaving the hairs throughout each other, and pinning them to the top. She left two curls for each side of her face, and left the rest of her hair to fall down her back, falling to just the middle of her back. She placed white ribbons on top of her hair and weaved them through the hair also. She gave Anama diamond earrings to wear, a gift from Hector. Anama took her jewelry box and opened it, revealing the necklace that King Priam had given to her. Kia clasped it, and it hung down to the top of her chest. It was now time to put on the dress. Anama sighed and walked over to the maids that would help her. She stripped out of the shift and the maids lowered the gown over her head. The dress had two straps that veered down into a v neck, showing off her cleavage. It then formed to her top half, flowing out from her waist. It wasn't huge, it was simple and looked almost like her other gowns, but was much heavier and was made of much finer material. The necklace fit in perfectly with the dress. It wasn't obscured in any way. The maids tied up her sandals and placed the veil over her head. She looked every inch of a goddess. The maids stepped back and admired their handy work. They saw a young beautiful woman standing in front of them, with the whole world at her feet.

Meanwhile, Hector had woken up to his brother barging into the room. "Wake up Hector, wake up!"

"You do know that once I am married, you can't just come barging in here like that you know. You may see something you may not want to see."

"Yes, well lucky for you, you will have someone else to look after you, and I can go back to charming the young ladies."

Hector laughed and got out of bed. A servant walked in with bath water. Hector gave Paris a sideways look.

"Don't give me that look Hector. You and I both know you need one, and it's your wedding day after all. Please, enlighten us please."

Hector sighed and laughed. "All right. I guess I can chance to humor you." Hector undressed and got into the bath. The warm water loosened up his muscles. He leaned back as the servant washed his hair. Hector relaxed and listened to the city below. They were all joyous about the special occasion today. Hector got out and dried himself off. He put his uniform on and left his hair untied to fall down. He looked himself over and gave himself a thumbs up. Paris agreed and they went in search of their father.

King Priam was greeting guests as they entered the great hall. Everyone that was of some importance was there. It seemed as if the entire city was invited to this wedding. Everyone finally got settled and the wedding began. Prince Hector walked to the front of the hall and waited for Anama. Paris stood next tom him and gave him an encouraging pat on the back. The music began and the doors to the hall opened. King Priam appeared and held out his arm. A hand with golden bracelets reached out and took his arm. Hector looked up to find an angel walking next to his father. He couldn't believe how beautiful she looked. She looked like heaven itself. She walked down the aisle with grace and it seemed as if she was floating. She arrived to the front of the hall and stood next to Hector. The priest began the ceremony and Hector didn't pay attention. All he kept thinking about was the beautiful creature that stood next him. When the ceremony was over he turned to her and kissed her. They were officially married, and were joined together for eternity.

The celebration that evening was one of excitement. There was food everywhere and wine flowing. No one was ever hungry or left thirsty. Hector and Anama danced together and were then separated by people who wanted to see them. Anama was subjected to dance with many men, and would occasionally get stepped on. Finally, Paris stepped in and saved her from a very big guy that was to dance with her next. He would surely kill her if he lost his balance.

"Thank you Paris. I feared for my life for a moment there."

"Don't worry. You are my sister now, I have to protect you every chance I can."

Anama laughed. "Yes that is true. How are you holding up tonight?"

"I am well. You? You look as if you could fall asleep right here."

"I probably could. This dress seems as if it weighs more than I. It probably does but still,"

"Say no more. Come." He dragged her to Hector. Hector had been taken aside by the businessman of the city and was discussing what would happen to the city once he was in rule. He was getting quite tired of all this business talk when he saw his wife being drug behind Paris towards them.

"If you would excuse me gentleman." He walked over to meet Paris.

"Here brother. She is your wife and I have not seen you two be together for more than 10 minutes. Now go, dance drink, do whatever, I will keep the dogs away." He smiled and walked off, intercepting anyone who tried to cut in with the bride.

"Paris, he is one of a kind. I'll have to thank him one day for this."

"Yes, me too." Hector just continued to stare at Anama.

"What? Do I have something on my face?"

Hector laughed. "Well, you do actually." Anama's hands went up to her face in a flash.

"What, what's on my face?"

"Well, let me take a look, you have a nose, two beautiful eyes, and amazing, kissable lips." And with that he bent down and kissed her.

"Hmmm, I didn't know that. Thanks for telling me."

"No worries."

"Ladies and Gentleman if I may have your attention!" shouted King Priam. "Hector, Anama, please." He beckoned them forward. They walked up to him and stood next to him. "It gives me great pleasure to announce that my son has found someone that will truly make him happy. I wish them all the best, for now they must retire." The crowd roared and Hector and Anama ran from the room barely containing their excitement to finally be alone with one another.

They ran all the way to Hectors room. Anama's things were already moved in and unpacked while the wedding was tacking place. Hector picked her up, and carried her to the bed. He placed her down and went to lock the door. While he did this, Anama took of her jewelry and started to take out her hair. Hector came over and finished them job. He turned her around and kissed her. He ran his fingers through her hair and began to undress her. He took the last piece of clothing off. She stood there before him as a goddess. She looked beautiful. The moon shown through, landing on her features, giving her an even more majestical look. She then began to take off his uniform until he was left only in his skirt. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and removed his last piece of clothing.

They spent the night thanking every God that had ever graced the earth that they had found each other, and that they would be together for the rest of their lives.

I have no idea how weddings were performed back then so, sorry if i got it wrong. Enjoy!