Caeile starts to chant, one that I did not fully pay attention to.  A chant of binding and of truth. One that marks today as the day the chieftain and a queen above all came together in peace. To better their people. Both Bane and I locked eyes during the chant. Remaining steadfast in what we spoke. After the cadence slowed down, we both lowered our heads. Caeile’s chant came to a halt, allowing us to release our hands. 