A Deal To Seal Her Lifetime

P R O L O G U E

Walking in a path between the full bloom of red roses.
Walking in a path, holding twelve pieces of dandelions tied by a black ribbon.
Walking in a path clad in her white gown, bare footed.
Walking in a path leading her to nowhere.
As a single snow dropped then again,again and again.
As a gale blew, making the tiny bits of dandelion flew away, dancing with the wind.
She should be happy. For she wanted her wedding occur during winter.
But how could she be happy?
If there's no groom waiting for her in the end of this path?
If it is just her, the snow, the rose and the wind?
How could she finish this wedding if there's no ton to witness it?
How could she tell her wedding vow to the man she's marrying to?
And how could she marry her soon to be husband if she can't see it?
How could she marry if...if she don't love him?
But she could. For her life. For her self. Because if she don't marry this man, she'll die.