589 Here's to His and Her Imperial Majesties

“I do,” Rina said as Aron slipped a wedding band onto her ring finger.

“Then by the powers vested in me, I declare you husband and wife,” the wedding officiator said, then turned to Aron. “You may kiss the bride.”

The crowd at the venue broke out in applause and cheers as Aron leaned down and passionately kissed his empress.

But not everyone was as happy.

The sound of shattering glass rang out in a small suburban home in South Central Los Angeles, followed by a scream of rage.

“That fucking BITCH!” Rottem Morgan shouted as he watched his former wife remarry. This time she was definitely marrying up, though he refused to admit that, when she had married him, she’d been marrying down. But deep in his heart, he knew it.