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Her beautiful wedding dress had been hand-made by her dear mother. Ina and Ate were standing beside the new medicine man who had been chosen by the elders to replace Chief Blackwater—Dax Remle looked pretty cool dressed in fringed buckskins and moccasins. His long blond hair hung down his back in a ponytail with feathers woven into the strands. A bone breastplate covered his torso and for today’s ceremony his face had been painted with the colors of their tribe.
    Her gaze moved over the large gathering of their friends from the reservation, then over the beautiful acres of land that made up her home. A newly built house sat not far away from where she and Trip had chosen to be married. She had always loved the small river that ran between the orchards behind the new barn and the border of their property. An enchanting grove spanned the area edged by tall whispering pines.
    Saving the best view for last, her eyes met Trip’s as he stood waiting beside her parents and his best friend. He’d made good on his words. They hadn’t returned home until all renovations had been completed including a charming spacious cabin for her parents and a nice garage. Under her handsome fiancé’s direction the entire construction had taken less than three months.
    Trip was breathtaking in his fringed leather pants and jacket. His muscled chest and rippling abs could be seen through the toggled-front opening. Long black hair fell freely over his shoulders and far down his back. Ina had secured one white and one black feather into his raven locks. He looked every bit the striking warrior—tall and proud with shimmering eyes that were dark and intriguing like a starry night.
    Ate had presented his new son-in-law with a wood carving he’d started working on months ago with a special knife given to him by a generous man. A smile tugged at her lips upon recalling the day her father had asked for Trip’s awesome Harley in exchange for her hand in marriage. When Trip had consented, Ate had been very pleased and accepted the impressive knife instead. She couldn’t wait to hear her new husband play enchanting love songs on his hand-carved flute when they weren’t tearing up the open roads on his bike.
    She glanced up at a setting November sun. The air had taken on winter’s chill, but her people didn’t mind. They were a resilient and noble breed. Shye didn’t mind the cold weather either. Because after the ceremony the guests would enjoy an indoor reception in their new home and tonight she’d be plenty warm in the arms of her man.
    Her steed, who she’d affectionately named Tanka for great , tossed his majestic head and pranced sideways down the aisle. She slid from his back upon reaching the wedding party.
    “I’ve never seen anything more stunning,” Trip murmured in open awe. “Just when I think you can’t become anymore breathtaking you steal my breath again. I love you, my angel.”
    “I love you, too, my fearless warrior.”
    They exchanged wedding bands while Remle chanted a Lakota prayer. Then he spoke words of wisdom, love and blessings over them.
    Shye gazed up into the eyes of her strikingly handsome husband. Those dark depths shone with amazing love. He lowered his head. Their lips met for a tender, passionate kiss to seal their vows. When they turned back toward Remle for the final prayer, Shye caught sight of something lurking in the shadows behind him.
    She glanced up at Trip and saw that he also noticed that someone else had made an unexpected appearance at their wedding. On her black horse with a feathered dreamcatcher in one hand, clothed in a white doeskin dress and matching moccasins sat Nagi Howiwacipi . Adorning her neck was the lovely beaded neckpiece with a black and white feather attached.

Shye’s hand automatically moved to her own neck and lovingly touched the connection she would always share with Shadow …the Ghost Dancer .
    About the Author
    Austina Love is a multi-published author with various