Book3:WereMyDreamIs
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ulysay,“Ido”.AmIright,Mr.Ja?”Dimitriwasdeeplyembarrassed.Hesmiledawkwardlyandsaid, “Yessir.Yes,sir.It’sallmyfault.I’msorry…Imean…I…” “IwilskyouthisquestiononceagainMr.Ja”saidtheoldpastorsternlyandresolutely.“Pleaselistencarefullyandmakeaformalreply…”Hetheon:“DoyouDimitriJatakeAishaG.Jeffersontobeyourwfullyweddedwife,tohaveandtoholdfromthisdayforward,forbetterorforworse,forricherorforpoorer,insiessandih,toloveandcherishtilldeathyoudopart?”Afterasilence,Dimitristilltriedtoevadeananswerbyhesitantrambling,saying “…Imean…nooneinhisrightmindwouldrefusesuchalovelywife…butImeathattherowsofbeautiesstandingbeforethealtarmustallbestaringunblinkinglyathim,asifurginghimtobequiswerthequestionandbedohit.Hestoppedtryingtoavoidthequestionandsaidloudlyandbluntly,“…youallreallyknowwhatImeanandwhatIwant.Whydoyouwanttoforcemeintothisuntenableposition?”Atthesewords,Aisha’stearsrolleddownhercheeks,butshroudedbytheheavyveilitwasnotapparenttothosearoundher.ForabeautifulwomanofloftypositiontobewillingtomarryapoorhomelesspersonwasanunbelievablefairytaleasimprobableasthestoriesinArabianNights.Thefactthatthemandidnotimmediatelypledgehistrothwasequivalenttorejegher.Hemumbledaated,hemmedandhawed,draggingoutthetimeinterminablytryingtoevadetheissue,whichmadeherfeelextremelyhumiliated.Thenormallypdeasygoingoldpastorwasahisbehavior.HesppedhishandheavilyoableandrebukedDimitriinaloudvoicesaying, “Mr.Ja,Iamsuspiciousofyourrealidentity.Iamevenmoresuspiciousofyourmentalstability.Nonormalpersonwouldrefusesuadvantageousmarriage.CoulditbethatyouarenotreallyMr.Ja,butsomeonewhohasetomaketroubleandcauseadisturbance?Ifitisso,Iwouldcallthesecurityguardsandhaveyouejectedfromthepremises!” “Ohno!”calledoutohebeauties.“HeisDimitriJa.Iknowhim.” 21 “Yes,heisKingDimitridomofDreams.There’snomistake.” “Yes,heisDimitri.Iwillknowhimeveuroashes.”Theroomeruptedintochaosasthebeautiesbegantalkingsimultaneously,tryingtovihepastorofDimitri’sidentity. JustasthebeautieswerebusytryingtoproveDimitri’sidentityandsmooththingsover,abiggeousbirdsuddenlyfshedbythewindow.Everyohoughtitwasatrickoftheeye,butimmediatelyafterthatanebirdflewby.Thebeautieswereastonishedandwerejustentingonthisextraordinaryhappeniwobeautifulyounggirlsappearedattheopentransomonthehighvaultedceilingofthechurch.Theysprangdownwardfloatinggracefullyliketwowhiteclouds,theirclothing,thinandtransparentasdragonfly’swings,sparkledstiltinglyastheyflutteringbehindthem. “Hey!YouguysareallgatheredherepledgingyourvowswithKingDimitrianddidnoteveninformthetwoofus.Youallshouldbepunished.” “Right”saidCharmaine.“IfImaginationaivityhadnotetotellusaboutthiswewouldhavemissedthisgreatopportunityaltogether.”Asamatteroffact,beforethesetwonymphsarrived,Dimitri’sloyalservantshadalreadyreportedtotheirmaster.Theywerestillhidthemselvesintheairsonooneelsecouldseethem. “Hi,KingDimitri”saidImaginatiohetwosistersonourwayhere,shtthemalongwithus.goaanothervisitor.Shehasagraveandimportantmessageandmusttalktoyouassoon