The news of Max and Rosalia's sudden wedding swept through the entire village like a tidal wave. Everyone was stunned. A wedding between the two of them was something people could accept, but not like this, not so suddenly. They had barely even opened their eyes for the day before learning that there would be a ceremony at dawn, while the first rays of sunlight were already starting to rise over the village.
Panic spread like wildfire. Clan women rushed to prepare food for the feast, their footsteps and voices filling the village with chaos, while those closest to Rosalia hurried to do her hair and dress her for the ceremony.
Some women were sent to Max before dawn to bring him the ceremonial clothes Henry had prepared. There were talks that Henry had slipped out during the night, digging through the ruins of the old village as if searching for some hidden treasure. Before long, the old chief returned with a box in his hands and headed straight back to his home.
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