Roger waited anxiously at the altar of the Greek-style church for his three-headed Cerberus fiancee to walk down the aisle. The chapel was decked out in white and gold flowers, and beautiful music filled the air. The visitors sat in the pews, excitedly awaiting the ceremony, including Chief Rosetta and some of their other officers.

The doors finally opened, and Katina, Labda, and Cilla marched down the aisle in their white gowns. As he saw them approach him, Roger's heart flooded with love and pride. He couldn't believe he was marrying the love of his life, and he felt an exhilaration and happiness he'd never felt before.

The ceremony was officiated by Hera, the goddess of marriage. Her hair was done in beautiful curls and she wore a long purple gown. The room fell hushed as she began the ritual.

"Do you consider Katina, Labda, and Cilla to be your legally married wives, Roger?" Hera inquired.

"I do," Roger said, his voice breaking with emotion.

"And do you consider Roger to be your lawfully wedded husband, Katina, Labda, and Cilla?" Hera enquired of the three-headed Cerberus.

"We do," they agreed, tears running down their cheeks.

Hera then prayed for their union to be blessed, and Roger placed a gold ring on each of their fingers. As they stared at their rings, the three-headed Cerberus shed tears of delight.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife," Hera stated. You are permitted to kiss the brides."

Roger leaned forward and lovingly kissed each of them, overwhelmed with love and thanks. The guests erupted in applause as they drove away, and the pair turned to face everyone with large smiles on their faces.

"I love you all so much," Roger exclaimed, his voice brimming with emotion.

"We love you, too," the Cerberus answered, their three voices combining into a lovely chorus.

The rest of the evening was full with laughing, dancing, and celebration as the couple and their friends feasted and toasted to their happiness. It was the best day of Roger's life, and he knew he had discovered his genuine soulmates in Katina, Labda, and Cilla.

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The hotel room was opulent and elegant, with a king-sized bed in the center. The linens were white and pristine, and the headboard was adorned with fluffy pillows. The room was crimson and gold in color, with intricate embellishments on the walls and draperies. The accommodation featured a balcony with a view of the city, and the view was spectacular.

Candles on the nightstands flickered, giving a warm and inviting glow over the room. Lavender smell flooded the air, adding to the romantic atmosphere. Soft music was playing on the stereo, providing a calm and quiet mood.

The bathroom, which had a giant Jacuzzi tub and a walk-in shower, was similarly spectacular. The marble tiles and the onyx sink were also used. The bathroom was supplied with opulent goods such as aromatic soaps, lotions, and bath oils.

When Roger and his wives entered the apartment, they were taken aback by its splendor. The space seemed to exude a sense of serenity and tranquillity, as if they were in their own private paradise. They made their way to the balcony and gazed out over the city. The lights twinkled in the night sky, and the air was filled with the sounds of music and laughing.

Roger turned to face his wives, who hugged him in a bear hug. They passionately kissed him and ran their hands over his body. They were ready to get married and spend the night making love.

They discarded their garments and let them fall on the floor as they made their way to the bed. Katina, Labda, and Cilla sat on the bed first, allowing Roger to crawl on top of them and explore their wishes. They moaned in ecstasy as they felt incredible pleasure.

The sound of shattering glass and metal shrieking halted their lovemaking. The room trembled when they heard the roar of a beast. They hurriedly dressed and dashed to the balcony, where they witnessed a massive dragon wreaking damage on the city.

They knew their honeymoon would have to be postponed. They left the room with heavy hearts, heading out into the danger.

They went to the last spot where the dragon was sighted, and when they arrived, the beast was already spreading havoc in the streets.

The dragon was enormous, with scaly skin that gleamed in the sunlight. Its wings stretched the length of the street, and its tail swung back and forth, knocking over buildings. Its ferocious breath ignited automobiles and trees, and its claws ripped into the pavement as it advanced.

With his wives by his side, Roger drew his weapon, a silver sword with an ornate hilt that was a wedding gift, and charged towards the dragon. He roared at the dragon in an attempt to catch its attention. "Hello, you! "Please leave this city alone!"

The dragon turned its head towards them and roared, showing rows of deadly fangs. It surged forward, its teeth open, attempting to bite them. Roger and his wife evaded the dragon's onslaught, and he swung his sword at its neck, but the blade rebounded off its scales.

Katina, Labda, and Cilla assaulted the dragon from various angles, attempting to distract it. Katina used her sharp claws to scratch the dragon's eyes, causing it to shake its head in anguish. Labda directed a torrent of fire at the dragon's tail, causing it to flinch. Cilla tried to suffocate the dragon by wrapping her powerful arms around its neck.

The dragon squirmed violently, attempting to shrug them off, but they clung to him. Roger spotted an opening and dashed towards the dragon's belly, where its scales were thinner. He slashed his sword into the dragon's flesh, forcing it to scream in agony. He took out his sword and stabbed the dragon repeatedly till the creature collapsed into the ground.

Roger and his women stood over the still beast on the roadway, panting and drenched in sweat. They had once again saved the city.

"You three were amazing out there," Roger said to Katina, Labda, and Cilla. I couldn't have done it without your assistance."

"We're a team, Roger," Katina said with a smile. We're always ready to battle beside you."

"And don't forget about our honeymoon!" Cilla remarked.

"Of course not," Roger responded, laughing. I assure you that we will have a proper honeymoon."

The sun began to set as they went back to the hotel, casting an orange glow over the city. Roger and his wives were well aware that they would be fighting monsters for the rest of their lives. But they will live happily ever after in their new world as long as they are together.

The End.