“What are the ceremonies of the great Day of Resis?” again questioned Enola.
“Hush, Enola, you must not ask me. The secret of the day is never divulged, or even spoken of among those who know its secrets. But once seen, the secret is then yours, and you will then know the meaning of the Day of Resis. It is a glorious day, a day of great rejoicing and happiness. Not one on that great day but feels a wonderful happiness, even those who are not direct participants in its great ceremonies. It falls to the lot of all, though, to be principal participants in the proceedings of the day, one day of his life, and this is the greatest day of all his or her days. Their joy is supreme, and their happiness knows no bounds.”
“It must, indeed, be a great day,” said Enola, “and the people have chosen this day to be my wedding day. How they must love their King!”
“Yes, the King and the fair stranger whom he is to marry,” said Onrai.
“I doubt the latter,” said Enola, “for they were too ready to kill both her and her friends when they thought that she had been the cause of the storm.”
“Don’t, don’t, Enola, mention that fearful time. I would blot it from my mind. It was the one time in my life that I lost confidence in my people, and the one time when I would have turned against them. I feel, though, that they have now bitterly regretted their action, for they have seen the folly of it.”
“Will we be married in the Temple?” asked Enola, wishing to take Onrai’s mind from such a painful subject as the one she had mentioned.
“Yes,” said Onrai; “in the Temple, surrounded by my people, and the ceremony will be grand in the extreme. I am, I suppose, the first King who has ever been married, but this, of course, I cannot say positively, for we know nothing of the reign or history of past Kings. Still, the high priest has said as much. Our marriage ceremonies are mostly of a religious nature, and are accompanied by much song and music. Our marriage garments are made of pure cloth of gold, and those who will be with us, will be robed much in the same way.”
“Shall we live in the Temple?” again asked Enola.
“Yes,” said Onrai; “but in apartments which you have never seen; apartments grand beyond description. These apartments were made by the builder of the Temple, for the King in whose reign an unusual event would occur. So says the high priest; and he further says that my marriage is an event never before heard of, and that it must have been this which the founder of the country foresaw when he had these chambers planned and held for this purpose. None but the high priest has ever entered them, but they must be sublime from what he has told me of them.”