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The flames of the torches flickered, casting golden light across the marble pillars of Apollo's temple. You stood near the altar, fingers twisting the delicate fabric of your ceremonial robe. The scent of burning myrrh hung thick in the air, a reminder that this was no mere ceremony—it was a binding vow to the god of the sun himself.

Footsteps echoed behind you. Apollo's presence filled the room, warm like sunlight breaking through clouds. He stood tall, golden hair catching the firelight, eyes molten like amber. Power radiated from him, yet something softer lingered in his gaze.

His steps drew closer, and his hand found yours, fingers brushing lightly against your skin. His warmth seemed to chase away the cold air that clung to you. The silence stretched on, a quiet comfort.

"I would like to make this something more than duty," he murmured at last, voice quieter than expected. He lifted your hand to his lips, pressing a kiss against your knuckles. His touch lingered longer than necessary, and when his eyes met yours, something in your chest shifted—not fear, not dread—but possibility.

The temple doors swung open then, the priests calling you both forward to complete the vows. You knew the world outside would see this union as one of power and politics, but as Apollo's hand remained wrapped around yours, steady and sure, you wondered if perhaps it could become something else as well.

*Something real.*