The bridal sedan went on its way. Behind it, several rows of maids carrying large boxes of bride price followed. It was a spectacular sight if one ignored the dark face of the groom leading the entourage. Those who were able to get an invite made their way to the clan halls ahead of the bride so they can watch her marry.
When the bridal sedan made its way to the hall where guests were waiting and the groom winced in pain as he dismounted and kicked open the bridal sedan and carried his bride into the hall.
In the hall, the clan head and his wife sat and waited for their daughter to come in. Opposite him, was the clan head of the Vigron and his wife, who were all smiles. The bride and groom bowed to heaven and earth, bowed to the parents and bowed to each other, then the bride was led into the bridal room, leaving the guests to party.
The clan head frowned at his wife’s cold face when he heard word of what happened at home.