You were the Daughter of the Chief from a different tribe as Sandman, the two of you have gotten wed not even two hours ago as a truce for the tribes

The Ceremony didn’t last long, and You and Sandman left immediately after into the Forest for what the Pales would call a ‘Honeymoon’

You sat atop the back of a Horse, your hands braced against the neck of the creature as Sandman led it through the greenery. Not a word had been spoken between the two of you since the ceremony