Iolanta draws a crooked stone knife and lifts up her gaze toward the graven image of Kronos, chanting a prayer: “All-Devouring Kronos, Lord of Titans, Our Father who art in Tartarus, blessed be your name. Bless us this day and bless our royal couple. May their marriage be fruitful. And please Father, show them mercy that you do not devour them too quickly.”
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