“I don’t want to go out,” sobbed Jemima tearfully. “It’s cold and dark and I haven’t eaten all day! You can’t make me!”
Her parents, Wilf and Elizabet, exchanged anxious glances. They both knew the dire consequences they would bring on the village if their daughter refused to go through with all that had been arranged.
“Honey, we’ve been through this already,” said Wilf smiling as best he could. “It’s the greatest honour any girl can have to become the Gloaming Bride.”
“But I am only thirteen. I’m too young to be a bride!”
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