<span style="font-style: italic">"I can't and I won't! Even if I die today, I won't change my mind!"</span>The words echoed off the makeshift altar and into the crowd of confused people. A murmur ripple through the people gathered, they wondered why the bride had said that of all things when she should have said 'I do'.<br/><br/>Lotor stared in disbelief at Amora, who shot him a glare that told him she would not marry him. He leaned towards her, and muttered fiercely in her ear, "Are you backing out now? You know you will not be free now." "I've made up my mind; you are a heartless brute, and I would rather die before marrying you!" she whispered bluntly back, making Lotor's face turn red with rage. In an instant, his face went back to a slightly cheerful expression as he turned towards the priest, "She's a bit shy, she meant 'I do'." "No, I didn-" Amora was interrupted by Lotor smashing his lips against hers, restricting her words. She pushed him away disgustedly, Lotor gave her a cold grin.<br/><br/>He took her arm forcefully, and turned to the crowd, "Enough with the preliminaries, it's time for the sacrifice!" Amora turned pale, looking at him, "You...wouldn't..." Lotor gave her a wicked grin, "I would, and I shall. If you had only agreed, I might have gotten you out of this."