But I like the fire in her soul the nature of feisty storms in her things weren't going to be easy but i liked the challenge to myself I wasn't going to give up.
The princess and I was sitting in front of the holy fire and that priest started chanting mantras...
To be continued.....
Ruslan's pov
The priest was doing his job and didn't budge may be cursing me or something I wish I could hear what she was thinking.
Maybe even the curses in her voice will be like honey to my ears. Pretty was an insult to her alluring appearance.
"Vadhu ka hath apne hath me lijiye" the priest said which I didn't understand and looked at aleskey.
Aleskey translated the that to me. Take the bride's hand in your hand. Sir. And the matras contined.
I took her hand in my hand her hand was smooth like silk just from a slight touch it gave me butterflies in my stomach.
And the priest told us to get ready to take seven rounds of holy fire.
Author's pov……
तीर्थव्रतोद्यापन यज्ञकर्म मया सहैव प्रियवयं कुर्या
Phele teen phero me vadhu aage rahegi. Said the priest
For the first three rounds the bride will take the lead. Aleskey translated.
Saiyuri was hesitating to go forward but he pressed the gun on her waist.
She turned around looking at him with her sharp gaze.
And he chuckled he leaned on his shoulder and whispered in low tone. Move. She had no other option but to move.
And she moved to take the first round the smirk on his face was getting wider to see his wish become true.
वामांगमायामि तदा त्वदीयं ब्रवीति वाक्यं प्रथमं कुमारीा
The priest chanted the mantras and saiyuri kept moving.
After the next round Ruslan came in front of her for the next four rounds and it continues.
कुटुम्बसंपालनसर्वकार्य कर्तु प्रतिज्ञां यदि कातं कुर्या:ा
Phere samapt hue. said the priest. And told them to take their seat.
( Rounds are completed)
Vadhu ko mangalsutra phenaiye. Said the priest chanting mantra.
Tie the nuptial chain said aleskey translated the instructions to ruslan
Ruslan tied the nuptial chain in saiyuri's neck.
The next Ruslan was instructed to fill the partition between her hair with vermillion.

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