The couple were walking on a red, long carpet with proud steps, hand in hand, still smiling. The guest were throwing the petals at them and applauding.
Maeve and Sinbad had never felt so happy. Their dream had come true. Even if they had not seemed to at the beginning, they were made for each other. Opposites always entice and everyone knew how it was with these two. Sinbad and Maeve were like the sea and land, heaven and Bolt , unity and difference but at last love had found them even if they had not been looking for it; and nastily for some people, against hell's attempts, the two pools met and joined.

Every guest followed the new married couple to the wedding-party chamber, giving their presents to the servants. The decorated tables were full of diverse dishes. One table parallel to the decorated wall had seats in the middle for the bride and groom. The other two tables were located perpendicularly to it. The roasts, fishes, fruits, salads and everything else looked and smelled fit for a king! There were also a royal's portion of wine.
Maeve and Sinbad took their places in the center and took Marina from Dim-Dim. Happy, the little girl, sitting on her dad's knees completed the beautiful picture of the perfect family.
People traversed the chambers and looked for their designated seats.

Adien was holding his wife's hand and steering her across the crowd.

"Adien what's wrong with you? Why you don't wanna sit there? Jial is a very nice woman…"

"Not as nice as Doubar and rest. Come on!"

The woman made grumpy face and followed her husband.

"Don't pluck me like that, I'm coming."

When everybody took their places Omar stood up to make the first toast, "My greatest wish for the two of you is that through the years your love for each other will deepen and grow; that years from now you will look back on this day, your wedding day, as the day you loved each other the least. To our dearly just-married couple!"

Everyone raised their glasses and Sinbad pulled his wife into a gente kiss and the applause resounded once again.

After the ceremonial dinner, the musicians started to play some rhythmical melody. Sinbad kissed his daughter's forehead and gave her to Caipra who was sitting next to the just-married pair.

Then the young captain stood up and offered his hand to Maeve, "May I ask my beautiful wife for the first dance?"

The Celtic woman smiled at her husband and answered, giving her hand, "With pleasure."

The two of them walked on to the dance-floor and bowed to one another. Sinbad tried, quickly, to remember every step to the first wedding dance but his stress won; he forgot everything, so he decided to improvise. It couldn't be very difficult. Maeve put her hand on his shoulder and he put his on her hips, gently pulled her closer to him. They smiled at each other once again and started to dance.

All the guest stood up to watch the dancing couple. They made a circle and left the captain with his wife in center. Doubar stood a bit farer than the rest because he was a little tired with the whole ceremony and did not want to stay with the crowd. He looked at his dancing brother and smiled. He was really happy for him and glad that it was Maeve who had become his wife. The big brother could see and knew that there was not any better woman for Sinbad than her in the whole word. He also knew that things were going to change from now.

After the wedding, it never looked the same. His little brother had already changed a lot while he had become a father and Maeve was going to change him even more after the wedding. But now, time was just for then. All the attention was concentrated on them both.

Doubar smiled again and looked around at the guests. Everyone seemed to enjoy the newlyweds first dance. Two people watching made him feel astonished. They were not standing with the all the guest but rather discreetly in one corner. The big man moved through them and while he got closer to them, they seemed to look more and more familiar to him. He thought it was impossible but when he thought again nothing was able to surprised him anymore.

He edged closer and asked uncertainty,"Mother? Sakim?"

Both spun around in surprise at his words.

They had not excepted to meet him nor anybody else and they looked surprised. Mala who was already weepy and full of emotions pulled Doubar into a hug.

"Doubar, my son."

Sakim also gave him a smile and pat his shoulder, "Hi, my strongman."

The man looked at him and added "Uou grew up a little…"

Confused Doubar looked at them both and asked again, "But how?"

"Let's say someone had to save the ceremony and we were the best candidates around. Besides you didn't think your mother would miss the wedding."

Doubar did not want to know more, he did not need it and guessed it would be better not to know. The most important thing was that they were there, both just like he remembered them. The three of them kept silent for a while and turned back to Sinbad who had also taken Marina in his arms and now the three of them were dancing together.

The rest of guests joined the happy family and started dancing, too.

Sakim pointed at Adien and his wife, "Wasn't he my cabin boy?"

Doubar answered, "Yes, that's Adien. He took your place, shortly after... Now he is a guru in the craft, has a fortune and doesn't sail much now. He and his people are called 'adventurers'."

"He always had big potential."

"He says the same about Sinbad."

"Well, you know, like father, like son."

They both laughed at the sarcasm.

Maea smiled, too and said to Doubar, "You should go, we don't want to make anyone wonder."

Sakim nodded, "Yeah, we are uninvited guests. They should not see you with us. Go, enjoy the party."

Doubar pulled his mother into a big hug again and went to other guests. When he came closer Fallin caught his hand and take him for a dance.

Sinbad's proud parents stayed in their corner and watched the party.

Everyone was enjoying the wedding party; eating, drinking, dancing, singing, and simply having fun. No one noticed that night had fallen. Caipra left to make a bed for Marina. Maeve was supposed to bring her and feed her momentarily.

On behalf of their daughter, the girl's parents said "bye, bye" to guests, and after giving a little goodnight kiss to her daddy, the little princess went away in her mother's arms.

But the Celtic sorceress did not take her daughter to Caipra, she turned round to check to see if anybody had followed her; then she went to the balcony.

There was nobody there.

Maeve heard the steps and when she looked behind her shoulder, she saw her expected guest.

The woman smiled into the other woman's direction and said, "As I promised, let me present you your grand-daughter, Marina."

The proud grandparents looked at the girl with admiration.

Mala came closer and rised her hands, "Can I hold her for a while?"

Maeve smiled and gently gave her a confused and tired girl. The lady in blue carefully took her and comfortably situated her in her arms.

Both Sakim and Mala could not take their eyes off the little angle, "She is beautiful."

"She looks a lot like her father at this age."

Mala nodded at her husband's words and added, "Aya! And she looks very tired."

She gave Marina back to her mother.

The girl put her head on Maeve's shoulder.

She was exhausted, hungry and fussy.

Her mother could feel it and wanted to take her to bed.

She was about to say goodbye but Mala cut in first, "There is one more thing, I wanna ask of you…"

She took off the chain with the coin from her neck and gave it to Maeve.

"Plaese, give it to her when she grow up a little."

That Roman coin had been in her family for many generations. She had never had her own daughter, only two sons. That's why she wanted her grand-daughter to wear it.

Maeve looked at the coin and promised, "I will, now excuse us. Marina is very tired. Will we meet someday again?"

Mala and Sakim glanced at each other and answered, "Don't think so…"

"I guess, our son is not going to get married again."

The redhead giggled, "No, I hope he's not. But you know Maea still has one more opportunity."

The three of them chuckled and Marina, who was very tired, started to cry to get back her mother's attention.

Sakim put his arm on Mala's shoulder and they made way for them the leave. Maeve smiled once again and walked out. When she turned around the balcony was empty. She clenched the coin in her hand and walked quickly to the bedroom.

The party continued for many more hours. Everyone had a great time. When the last guests finally left their presence for bed, Sinbad took his bride in his arms and went to the chamber prepared for their wedding night.
The room full of candles, the romantic dimness was influential to their emotions this night. The captain walked in and gently put Maeve on the big bed covered with white, silk bedding and laid next to her.

He kissed her and said, "Finally alone"

They kissed again but she pulled back, "You know, I feel very uncomfortable in this dress..."

Sinbad smiled evily, "I can help with that."

He started to drag the dress down her shoulders, but she interrupt him again, "Give me a second."

She fondled his hand in hers, gave him a kiss, stood up, and went into the bathroom.

The sailor sighted and sat down on the edge of the bad to take his boots off. The vest and the shirt were also thrown down on the floor a moment later. Leaning back, Sinbad, who stayed only in his under-pants, rubbed his eyes and when he raised his head, he saw Maeve walking out of the bathroom. She looked like a goodess in the stylish, white, satin nightdress. It barely covered her body, which's view was not anything new for him, but even so, Sinbad's imagination had been stirred into a frienzy. She came closer, sat on his knees and he got the chills. He gently placed her on her back on the bed and lowered himself to his knees between her slightly splayed legs. He placed a hand on the inside of either leg, gently spreading them farther he leaned down more and kissed her passionately.
They were completely lost in the passion forgot about the whole world for this one special night.
Their marriage was sealed. Their bodies and souls became one for all eternity.