I Can't Forget the Melody Chapter Six

 Chapter Six

Our Song is Just Beginning

    The sound of wedding bells echoed across the landscape. The country of Euphrania seemed wrapped in a celestial golden glow that morning and the people were rejoicing. The shadow of sorrow that had seemed to fall over the land when the prince lost his love had lifted and the wedding day burst forth in renewed radiance.

    The old cathedral rang with song as Prince Edward, his eyes shining with an almost unearthly joy, stood at the altar, awaiting his bride. The guards at the doorway lifted their trumpets to announce the arrival of his love and, for the first time in his life, he did not resent their sound.

    She paused in the doorway and the beams of sunlight streaming in through the open door illuminated her form and made her seem almost like an angel. There were tears of joy in her eyes as she slowly made her way down the aisle.

    In the back corner of the cathedral sat a middle-aged woman-one whom no one seemed to know but everyone seemed to recognize vaguely. She beamed at the bride as she walked past and murmured softly, "I knew things would turn out all right. It just took a little time. True love conquers all, outlasts every sorrow, survives through every difficulty. And most importantly, true love is patient and longsuffering."

    Cinderella reached the altar and Edward took her hand in his. As the music swelled, he bent toward her.

    "I heard you singing that day in the hall, Darling," he murmured. "You sang that our song was through. Remember?"

    "I remember. But… I'm so glad to find that our song is not through as I had feared."

    "Yes. Our song is just beginning." He smiled and she lifted her tear-filled eyes to his.

    "Our song is just beginning," she repeated. "And the melody will continue."