Epilogue
I bore Aaron seven children altogether - four daughters with curly blonde hair, and three large and stalwart sons. We returned to live in Zarahemla at the farm of King Benjamin with his brothers and their posterity. In between Aaron’s travels for the church and his service to his nation in times of war, we adored each other – all the more for our delay.
My Zoramites settled among the Ammonites in the land of Jershon after being cast out of the land of Antionum. I was there to receive them all with my hand in my betrothed husband’s, and to enjoy their company as we celebrated our wedding vows together with his converts and my own. I wore my golden dress.
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