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Epilogue
Happily Ever After
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It was finally the wedding day...
The whole kingdom was celebrating the union of their upcoming King and future Prince Consort. The towns people, villages and even the neighbouring kingdom also joined the huge festival being held in the middle of the kingdom, in the town near the Hasetsu Castle.
Among the happy crowds, the castle had been very busy with the preparation. The whole castle was decorated with flowers, paintings, new furniture, new drapes and anything new and elegant that show-off the wealth of this kingdom's upcoming King.
This wedding will also be the day where the Crown Prince finally being crowned as the King of Hasetsu Kingdom.
And the King would be helped by the Prince Consort to rule the kingdom.
Meanwhile, the future Prince Consort was equally busy in his room, being attended by the handmaidens chosen personally by the Crown Prince himself. The dark haired young man was being dressed in 5 layers robes that almost resembled a long dress. The robes was beautiful and was made from the high quality silk and the outer layer was made of excellent quality of organza fabric. It was white in colour where it symbolic the purity and virginity.
The head piece was also beautiful. It was a tiara made of pure ice crystal that only could be found in the highest mountain of Hasetsu.
But despite all those magnificent clothes and head piece... the most stunning of them all was the future Prince Consort himself. The dark haired beauty had been bathed in the pool of seven kinds of flowers. His fair and white skinned was scrubbed until it shone when the light reflected on it. His pretty soft black tresses were combed slicked back with a few falling on his forehead to create a beauty effects. His huge sparkling brown eyes - no glasses - were lining with black kohl and his eyelids were painted with gold powder. A bit of blush added to his soft cheeks and a balm applied to his naturally pink, full lips.
"Your Highness, you look so beautiful," one of the handmaidens commented as they brought a long mirror.
The person himself was stunned as he looked at his reflection. He never knew he could look so beautiful. "Is... is this me?"
The others just nodded their heads, swooning and with satisfaction. They had done a great job and they were sure the future King would be happy with the result.
"His Highness Victor would not be able to keep his hands to himself." One of the girls said and giggled.
The said person just blushed and shyly said, "Thank you. It is all thanks to you guys' helps. I could never achieve this by my own."
"It is our duty, Your Highness. We are glad to be of use."
Before they could talk more, there was a knock on the door. The nearest girl to the door, opened it and swooned when a dark skinned male smiled at her and entered the room.
"Yuuri!" He exclaimed and studied his friend from head to toe which made the young man blush. "You look beautiful, Yuuri." He said and gave a brief hug to the bride.
"Thank you, Phichit," he smiled at his friend. "If it was not you, I would not be here."
While the two conversed, the handmaidens silently excused themselves. They closed the door to the bride's room and left to report to the Prince's attendant of their complete task.
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"Future Prince Consort is very beautiful!" Gushed one of the handmaidens that just came out of the bridal room.
The rest nodded giggled and another said again, "If only I have half of His Highness Yuuri's looks. Perhaps Sir Otabek will look at me..." she sighed dreamily.
"Dream on!" Her friends said, laughing.
They did not realize as they passed a suspiciously looking person in dark cloak heading towards the room where the future Prince Consort was. The person walked straight ahead, avoiding behind a wall or drape when there were guards or servants. They finally arrived in front of the bridal room. The person grinned widely as they reached their hand on the knob readied to push open the door.
However, before they could do that, their wrist was enclosed in someone else hand. Surprised, their eyes trailed the hand to find a face of Prince's old attendant. The person gulped down nervously.
"Your Highness, might I ask you what are you doing here?"
The suspicious person turned out to be the Prince himself smiled sheepishly before he scratched the back of his head. "Oh, hi, Yakov! Fancy meeting you here!"
The old man resisted to roll his eyes and grabbed a hold of the Prince's wrist in his as he pulled him towards the groom room, while, the icy blue eyed Prince whined pitifully and tried to resist, saying something like needed to see his beautiful bride.
"It is forbidden for a groom to see the bride before the vow is taken."
"No! It is unfair when the handmaidens already have a look at my bride!"
"It were their jobs, Your Highness," Yakov said annoyed, his headache coming at dealing with the eccentric Prince. "Stop digging your heels on the floor or I will stop the wedding!"
"No! You can not do that! Yuuri!"
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Yuuri was nervous.
He was behind the door where the vow would be taken off. He wriggled his fingers together as he bit into his bottom lip. "W-What if I messed up?"
The dark skinned male smiled and placed his hands on his friend's. He stared into those worried brown orbs and tightened his hold reassuringly. "It will be fine. You will do just fine." He said and hugged the bride. "Just remember what we have practiced before this, okay?"
"...Okay."
"Now, take a deep breath and release slowly," Phichit said as he released the other from his hold. He smiled as he put his arm for the other to take. "Are you ready, Yuuri?"
"I-I am ready." Yuuri said as he took his friends arm in hand.
"Let's go meet this Prince of yours!" Phichit grinned as the door to the wedding hall was opened.
The hall was full with royalties, advisors, soldiers and servants. But the most important of them all was the person at the end of the red carpet. The beautiful, handsome man was wearing a black coloured military styled uniform with golden lining with a scabbard of golden sword being plastered on his slim but strong waist. Trailed upwards, the man beautiful platinum locks were combed to the back to show his clear icy blue eyes - a few stubborn strands fell on his forehead but it only enhanced the future King's beauty. On top of his head was a golden crown that signified his status as the kingdom's ruler.
Prince Victor's - soon to be King - pale thin lips stretched to a wide smile as Yuuri closed the distance between them. Stopping near the handsome groom, Phichit let go of his arm for the Prince to take the bride's hand in his arm while he stepped aside. Blushing, the beautiful bride in his flowing long white robes stood beside his future husband as they faced the bishop.
Both of the groom and bride were such a stunning couple. No one out did the other and both of them had the content and happy smile on their faces as they listened to what the bishop had to say. Both exchanged their eternal vows that would bind them together. Not even a death could stop them from their everlasting love.
"Yuuri Katsuki do you take the hand of Victor Nikiforov as your husband and King?"
"I do."
"Victor Nikiforov do you take the hand of Yuuri Katsuki as your spouse and Prince Consort?"
"I do."
The bishop also the priest nodded in satisfaction. "Now the groom may kiss the bride."
The newly appointed King did not wait long as he swept down his beautiful blushing bride's pink full lips. He kissed him chastely before he stopped and faced the awaiting crowd. The Prince Consort beautiful in his blush, too faced the crowd.
"We present to you the King Victor Nikiforov and his Prince Consort Katsuki Yuuri!" The messenger said as a cue to the trumpets being played.
It was like an automatic switch when the crowd started to chant repeatedly of, "Long live the King! Long live the Prince Consort!"
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The whole castle was lively with people celebrating the Royal Wedding. The banquet hall were filled with the royalties from the other kingdoms and distance royal family of Nikiforov. The celebrated married couple being the center of the attention sat at the middle of the long table, enjoying the fine morsels and light conversation.
It was a joyful event but all the good things must end. Bidding farewell to the guests, the Royal Couple finally excused themselves to the Royal Chamber. Opening the door to the huge room, the King held his Prince's hand and maneuvered them to the middle of the room.
"Yuuri..." he breathed.
"Vicchan... ah... I mean, Victor," Yuuri said shyly looking into his husband's enticing blue eyes.
Victor smiled and leaned down as he kissed his consort. The kiss was soft and slow, filled to the brim with love and care. They kissed and held onto each other tightly as they enjoyed the warmth emanating from the other.
Yuuri sighed in relief when he was released from the kiss. He opened his closed eyes and shyly averted his eyes when the King tightened his grasp on the thin waist. He let out a sigh and rested his head on the broad chest. Hands rested on the firm pectoral muscles. "Victor... um, can I ask something from you?"
"What is it, Yuuri?"
"Um..." he paused uncertainly before he continued. "It is about my stepmother, Mila and Yurio. I want you to release them from the prison. Also, even if mother and Yurio treated me badly, Mila was not that bad towards me."
The mood darkened considerably. The King let out an irritated huff as he loosened his hold and turned his back at the smaller male.
"...Victor."
"Why do you try to help them? How could you after what they had done to you?" Victor's voice was hard and his body tensed.
Yuuri sighed as he hugged his husband from behind and rested his head on his strong back. "They are still my family. I could not stand to look while my family is in the dungeon."
Victor was silent.
"Victor, please..."
Another minutes of silence before the husband took a deep breath and turned back to face his consort. "Yuuri... you know that I love you, right?" He got a nod as a response. "I would not be able to deny your request..." he paused, "but I can not allow this."
Yuuri bit his lower lips. "Please love, just this once. I will do anything if you allow this one thing slide. Just give other punishment but not the dungeon. They would not be able to live through there. Besides, who is going to take care of our inn business?"
Victor looked away before he finally sighed and crossed his arms over his chest. "...Fine. But, only Mila will be excused to attend to your family business and she has to report to me every month. However, Lilia and Yurio will have to live a life sentence as servants in this castle." He stared pointedly at his husband's brown eyes. "That is all I can tolerate."
"Thank you, love!" Yuuri said as he hugged his husband tightly. "Thank you so much!"
Returning the embrace, the King smiled slyly before he whispered into his bride's right ear. "Enough about that..." he paused, tone changed to mischievous. "You said you would do anything, right?"
Yuuri tensed before he asked uncertainly. "Y-Yes...I guess." He eeped when he felt his body being carried bridal style. "V-Victor! Let me down!"
Placing the new bride onto their bed, the husband hovered above his beloved who was blushing and looked away. Victor turned Yuuri's chin to face him. "Let me love you tonight..." he said as he caressed the soft cheek.
"..."
"Can I?"
Blushing, the new bride nodded his head and closed his eyes when his husband kissed him. Their fourth kiss that they shared was passionate and hot unlike their first and second kiss, leaving Yuuri breathless. "V-Victor... I love you..."
"I love you too, my love..." before Victor closed the distance.
Tonight they reaffirmed their love as they worshipped each other bodies until they were exhausted. Both laid on the bed, Yuuri's head rested on his husband's chest while Victor's caressed the smaller male's soft black locks.
"Looking back, I was glad that I decided to sneak out of castle that day. If not, I would not know you."
Yuuri just smiled as he snuggled into Victor's chest, hands holding the taller male's waist. "Me too... I was lonely that day since Dad was going to meet with the clients and I decided to play at the frozen lake."
"Since that day, I know that you are my Life and Love." He continued to caress the black locks as he kissed the fuzzy head. "You changed my life Yuuri."
The boy did not know what to say, blushing and hid his face into the firm chest. "...I love you."
Chuckling, Victor smiled into his bride's soft hair, "I love you too."
"I love you more."
"I love you many many more."
I love love love-!"
Victor kissed his prince's full pink lips to shut his mouth and released his soft lips only to smile warmly. "I love you forever."
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A/N: Finally, I finished the epi according to the request from you guys. I hope you will love it and thanks for reviewing and reading last chapter. I have posted a new story, The Dark Soul. It's kinda dark and there will be major character death T-T. Please support this no-money author-san by commenting on her works. That's the only thing give her muse a soul to keep writing.
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