“In the name of God, whether I’m happy or sad, whether I’m poor or rich, I promise to cherish, respect, and love each other…”

Even as he was listening to the priest officiating, Milton couldn’t focus. He was distracted by his brides on his left and right side and could only think one thing.

Faster, faster, come on, FASTER.’

Milton was desperate for this wedding to end. It had been a long and solitary life. 

“As your evidence of love, the groom may kiss his two brides.”

“Finally…”

Milton had unconsciously spoken out loud. He refocused and looked at his two brides. He lifted Queen Leila’s veil first and looked into her eyes.

“Are you nervous, dear?”

Milton responded in an even softer voice to her whispered question.

“No.”

It was a lie. He was so nervous he was afraid he would kiss her on the nose instead, but Milton regained his senses and gently pressed his lips onto Queen Leila’s. He lost himself in the softness and the warmth of her lips, but then gently lifted his head. It would become very awkward if he continued the kiss any longer. 

Then, he turned to lift Sophia’s veil. Unlike Queen Leila, who...