The next day, early in the morning, Sarah and her mother appeared in the main square of Veridona. Where the cries of vendors and the smell of dried herbs and fresh bread were carried every day, ordinary peasants, children and women, like her, stood. However, at the front stood aristocratic families, daughters of important and influential men in Veridona’s politics. Sarah looked at the girls who were jostling in the competition to see who would stand closer to the god. She looked at their richly decorated, silk dresses and gold jewelry. Without a moment’s thought, she looked at her modest linen dress, and the only decorative part of her outfit was the medallion she had received from Icar. She felt as if the warmth of the medallion on her chest was letting her know not to give up, that she was in a good place where her life was about to change in a short time. Her hands went to the locket around her neck, her fingers tightly gripping the small pendant, while she looked around carefully through the crowd.
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To her great disappointment, she couldn’t find it anywhere.
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“Icar…where are you?”
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Her mother saw the disappointment in Sarah’s eyes, causing her to place her weak hand on her shoulder.
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“Look at them.” She whispered to Sarah with a small smile. “They think rich clothes and jewelry matter more than a pure heart.”
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Sarah smiled weakly, but her eyes still showed her discomfort. Her fingers gripped her locket tighter, to the point that her knuckles turned white. She felt like she didn’t fit in this world, looking at the other girls, with her red hair, faces full of freckles, and modest dresses.
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The conversations in the crowd grew, people whispering about who had the best chance of being chosen. One name weaved through the crowd like the wind.
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Bertha.
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The daughter of one of the priests, a young woman with black hair and blue eyes, who was called by many as the most beautiful lady of the court. This time was no different, in her red silk dress she could be immediately recognized in the crowd. Looking at her Sarah felt worthless. Suddenly the voices fell silent as priests in white robes with the symbol of Veridona on them, scales and a sword appeared in the middle of the city. Among them walked a tall man. Sarah felt as if her heart wanted to break out of her chest at the sight of him. Even though he now had four arms, a pair of wings with feathers with golden edges, she recognized him.
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Icar, stood there. But not as the man she had seen yesterday, but as a god. And his attention was focused only on her. He slowly took a step forward, around her the murmurs turned into whispers. Girls in silk and lace pressed themselves together, trying to look modest and graceful at the same time. Mothers and aunts whispering instructions. The fathers of the aristocrats held their heads high, certain that their daughters would deserve the choice., but he did not even deign to look at them, his gaze, still covered by bandages, resting on Sarah the whole time.
Sarah’s eyes widened as Icar, step by step, pushed through the crowd, people retreating, although they did not understand why. Perhaps out of respect. Perhaps out of unconscious fear.
She felt her heart beating faster and faster, as if in rhythm with his steps. People whispered, surprised that he paid no attention to the richly dressed girls. The whisper turned into a murmur of indignation when his gaze remained fixed on her alone.
Bertha, standing closest, took a careless step forward, smiling coquettishly. Her dress waved in the wind, and her golden ornaments sparkled in the sun.
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But Icar passed her as if she were just a shadow in his path. Bertha turned pale, clenching her fists.
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Sarah stood there as if under a spell when she suddenly felt her mother’s hand, gently pushing her forward.
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“Go, child,” the old woman whispered with a gentle smile. Sarah, uncertainly, took a step forward.
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At the same moment, Icar stopped in front of her. Silence spread around them. He gently extended one of his hands to her, waiting for the girl to return the gesture. Her hand raised, but she wasn’t sure if she should do it. She heard whispers of disbelief and anger coming from the aristocrats.
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“Is this some kind of joke?! A poor girl in a linen dress?!” one of the mothers shouted.
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“This must be a mistake!”
The priests also stood in shock, especially when Icar spoke.
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“Sarah, it is you I have been looking for…I would like you to become my light in the darkness…” His voice carried through the entire crowd.
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Sarah felt a strange pang in her heart from emotion and all emotions leaving her whole body when she finally gave him her hand.
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“I will…” She whispered with a ragged breath, knowing that this very moment would change her whole life and was the beginning of her new story. A story that from this moment on she would write together with Icar.
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Icar leaned down slightly, his forehead touching hers in a gesture of tenderness and respect. Then, still holding her hand, he slowly began to lead her through from the transl. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on this couple, whose fates had begun to intertwine in one, irreversible way. Some were silent with shock, others with jealousy, still others with sincere emotion. The priests too
“How is that possible?” they asked, one of them smiled gently as he moved his snow-white hair from in front of his pale eyes. Aiden, the closest to Icar, whispered as if to himself.
“He chose her because of her pure heart.”
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Icar paid no attention to anyone. For him, only she mattered - Sarah, the one whose heart was pure and full of love, not burdened with titles, wealth, or formal obligations that weighed so heavily on others. Just like her, he also felt that at this moment, in this gesture, a new path began, not only for them, but for the entire people of Veridona. Bertha was also standing in the crowd… Bertha looked at Sarah with a mixture of fury and disbelief, seeing how the whole world that seemed to belong to her fell apart in an instant. But Sarah saw no one anymore, only Icar.
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Only their shared future and the history they would start together.
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“I am yours” she whispered, almost losing her breath, as if the whole world had stopped for that moment.
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Icar nodded, his smile calm, full of love.
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“And I am yours. Together we will go through this life, together we will change the world and the history of Veridona.”
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