"No, no, no, it's the other way around." Idia sighed from frustration and stood up. "One more time...you gotta do it, Idia."

Idia takes a deep breath and gathers his confidence, "With this hand, I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty for I will be your wine." His words held great passion, "With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine." and without a second thought, Idia placed the ring on a branch that strangely resembled a hand.