Drew Ferran was nervous.

In fact, he was super nervous.

What he was about to do would change his life forever.

It was a beautiful day in the country of Lyssa. From where Drew stood, he could hear the whispers of the crowd and he inwardly grimaced at how many people had wanted to come. He couldn't say no, so there were at least over a hundred, ready and waiting. He closed his eyes as he recalled the people who wouldn't be here, giving their lives so that Lyssa could be free.

Taking a moment of silence, he prayed to Bren in the hopes that they were at peace and were watching from above.

"Drew…you'll be fine."

Drew whipped around to see Trent leaning against the doorframe. Drew snorted, "easy for you to say. If I remember correctly you were the same way."

Trent shrugged. "True, but now it's over and I wouldn't change a thing." He clapped Drew on the shoulder, "she's a prize."

Drew nodded. "Aye…that she is."

Trent smiled. "Come on, I think it's time to go." He grabbed Drew's wrist and pulled him out, so that he was standing in front of the alter. The music started and the doors opened to revel Gretchen dressed in a simple gown of a flowy green material that covered the barely there bump. Her hair was down and upon her hair was a crown of flowers that matched the small bouquet in her hands.

She smiled at Trent, then winked at Drew and went to stand in her place. The music changed and Drew's breath hitched. She was a vision to behold as she walked down the aisle on her father's arm. Her dress was white and flowed to the ground, where Drew could see that she wasn't wearing any shoes. Her hair was wavy and hung down her back and she had the same kind of flower crown adorning her hair as Gretchen.

The walk seemed to take forever and finally Duke Bergan placed her hand in his. Drew swallowed and squeezed her hand, as she smiled at him. They turned to the priest and the ceremony started. It all happened so fast that Drew almost missed the end.

He gently took Whitley's face in his hands and bent his lips to hers as the priest pronounced them husband and wife, bounding them together for all eternity.

Drew pulled back slightly and placed his forehead against hers never breaking his gaze, "forever until eternity."


Drew was pacing back and forth. Trent laughed from beside him. "Relax Drew. Whitley will be fine."

Drew snarled at his brother, "easy for you to say...you were just the same when Mac was born." Drew was referring to his two year old nephew who was now sleeping in his father's arms. Trent winced, "ok. You're right about that, but Gretchen is in there with her...it will be fine."

Drew looked somewhat doubtful but didn't have time to reply because suddenly a scream rent through the air. Drew turned around and started to panic. Did all women go through this? It almost made him, not want to do this ever again. Drew's heartrate started to speed up however when a cry followed the scream. The door opened and Whitley's mother walked out and kissed Drew on the cheek, "Whitley is asking for you."

Drew turned pleading eye's to his mother in law. She laughed and pushed him forward, "go find out for yourself."

He slowly made his way to the bed and met Gretchen as she was leaving. She followed his mother in law's example and kissed him on the cheek, "congratulations." He smiled and kissed Gretchen on the cheek and turned his gaze to the bed. Whitley was sitting up and holding a wrapped bundle and Drew melted. She hadn't noticed him and she was busy cooing at their newborn child. He couldn't move at the beauty of the moment. Finally though, Whitley raised her head and saw Drew.

She smiled and waved him closer. When Drew made it to her side, he gently crawled into the bed next to Whitley as she raised the bundle towards Drew. "Look...you have a son. You're a father."

Drew couldn't breathe as she placed his son in his arms. As if sensing that his dad was here the baby slowly opened his eyes and simply gazed up at Drew. Drew didn't realize it but tears had started to fall down his face as he stared into the face of his first born son. The little guy had only been born for a few minutes but Drew already loved him to pieces.

"I was thinking that we could name him Rufus."

Drew smiled. "He would like that." He bent down to kiss Whitley on the cheek leaving his forehead against hers, "you've made me the happiest man alive. I promise that i will do everything in my power to protect you and Rufus plus any more children that we have."

"Drew..." Whitley trailed off as tears ran down her face. Drew gently reached out a hand to wipe them away, "same. As long as we're together, I know that we can over come anything." She smiled up at Drew, "I love you."

Drew handed Rufus back to his mother, this time catching her lips with his own. "Forever until eternity...I love you."