“I, Ceridwen, daughter of Cerd, proclaim this man Gyric to be my husband. I swear to honour him in every way, and to be a blessing in his life, and give him no cause for sorrow.” My heart was brimful as I said this, and I spoke with all the fervency of my being. “Gyric, you are my husband. I want no other. And this vow I seal with my kiss.”
