He looked over his shoulder at her, with a smile on his lips. "Where there is truth, there is no anger."
"I missed you too!" she admitted.
He turned to smile at her from a distance. "It is good with us, Sasha. We have made a good start."
Chapter Nine
It was a bright and beautiful morning. Despite her earlier qualms about getting married, the three girls and their mother were so excited, even Sasha felt a bit elated. They took her after breakfast to a pond where she would bathe, the girls had brought special fragrances to enhance her appeal. They all got in with her and she washed her hair and body vigorously.
Afterward they helped her dress and did her hair in a beautiful braid on top her head. She had never thought herself pretty, but she knew she looked especially nice today with all the care they had given her.
The elders of the tribe sanctified the area where they were to be married and readied it for them.
Everyone was in a good mood and Sasha began to feel apprehensive. Not about Black Wolf, but about her wifely duties. Could she please this man? Could she be true to this man? Could she accept him as her husband, after all marrying anyone was for once in a lifetime?
She went to her blanket and kneeled down to pray to the Creator. The girls watched in fascination.
Little Fawn smiled, "It is good she takes the ceremony seriously. She's marrying our chief and will be our Shaman too. I am glad to see her pray."
The girls then escorted her out of the tepee and toward the marrying grounds.
They placed the blue blanket around her and led her to where Black Wolf would meet her.
Everyone wore their best clothes to the ceremony as the chief was marrying today. There was dancing and singing.
When Black Wolf saw her, his eyes took on a serious glint. His lips formed a slight smile as he met her.
He was breathtaking, she almost swooned, in his white leather shirt with the fringe, his white breechcloth and his white leggings and mocs. It was the first time she really looked at him since the battle, and he took her breath away.
The chants began. All the way to the alter, there was music and singing and dancing. But as soon as they came to the oldest elder, they stopped.
A vase with two spouts was offered to them as the elder chanted the words that would bring them together. They drank from the vase, then they were offered the corn mush, and Black Wolf led the way for her to go around the bowl and eat from each corner of the universe. A prayer was offered and then the youngest elder took their blue blankets and spread the white one over them.
Black Wolf looked at her now, his eyes serious once more.
He finally led her to the pony that would take them to their tepee in the deep woods.
When they arrived, he led her into the tepee and took the blanket off her and folded it neatly and put it aside by the doorway of the tepee.
There was all manner of food prepared for them, and blankets were spread for them on the ground. A fire greeted them with warmth as the air was a bit nippy.
She sat upon the blanket while Black Wolf got them some food.
He was quiet and she couldn't find the words to make them more comfortable. What did he expect of her, she wondered? She would wait for him to lead. She had seen many weddings, none better than her own, but she never knew what came next.
"Are you hungry," he offered the plate of food for her.
She took a wild strawberry.
He took one too.
When they had eaten some, he took her hand and held it. "I must tell you—you look very beautiful."
The way he always stroked the top of her hand had her relaxing.
"The girls worked on the dress every day. I hadn't seen all of it until this morning. I couldn't believe all the work they put into it." She told him. "The special stones from the earth, the beads and quill work, I have never seen such a beautiful dress before."
"They are happy for you. They like you."