That morning Cleo opened her eyes and the first thing that came in her mind was that it was her wedding day. This is it. It is here, today…Stars, I can't believe is true. Ari…she thought and looked over to her right. He was still asleep, facing her, his arms around her body and she smiled. Cleo's eyes traveled along his face, over the straight nose, the full lips, and she remembered his taste. Next was the strong, square jaw and she felt the power exuding from him. The broad shoulders made her feel safe and she wanted to touch him, touch the strong, thick arms around her, but she didn't want to wake him. The light shined on the aurodium tag he didn't take off not even for a second since she gave it to him. The tiny 'v' marks in the middle of his chest made her want to kiss him, but the tag attracted her eyes again. She could see the inscription on it and she smiled again. I should have engraved on it 'My World', not just 'My Lord'…He is my world. And if I don't find a way to change that stupid vision I am going to lose him…Lose everything. I have to find a way! What if I don't? Am I even good enough to do that much? Am I good enough for him? Since when do I doubt myself? I never did that before…But I didn't know him before, I wasn't about to marry him before…Stars, I so love him, it hurts…She was absorbed in her thoughts while controlling her instinct of touching him, the need to kiss him, and she didn't notice when Marr opened his eyes.

"Am I in trouble?" she heard his question and looked up in his eyes startled.

"Of course not! Why would you think that?" she asked and kissed him lightly with the happiest smile on her face.

"That look that was on your face a few seconds ago…I only seen you like that when you fight," Marr explained, pulling her closer to him.

"I promise not to fight you," she whispered, trying to take his mind from what he might have seen. She didn't want to ruin that day with her fears.

"Then purr for me, kitten…" was his turn to whisper and with one quick move pulled her body under his and claimed her lips.

Cleo felt his hard, heavy body on top of her, his kiss that she'd longed for, but she broke free from it and giggled in his arms.

"No purring until after the wedding…I thought we agreed on that…"

"I did not. Who made that rule anyways, monks?" Marr insisted in holding her close.

"I think Jedi…" answered Cleo laughing.

"I stand correctly: monks. Shall I remind you that I am not one of them?"

Cleo saw the look in his eyes, she felt the gold droplets of desire burning her skin and she touched the side of his face letting her fingers intertwine in his black hair.

"No, but we should get up and start getting ready. We don't want to be late."

"You think they will start the wedding without us? Besides, it is not until the afternoon…" joked Marr not letting go of her.

Cleo laughed again but she pulled away from him and he let her. His eyes traveled on her tiny body while she wrapped herself into the soft silk long robe.

"We still have things to do…" tried Cleo to explain him but she got interrupted when he pulled her back into the bed.

"We do…And you are delaying one of them…" continued Marr and kissed her again.

"I am serious…I will take a shower so we can have some breakfast…I can't wait for some caff!"

This time Cleo ran out of the room and only seconds later he could hear the water running in the shower. Marr stayed in bed for a little longer, his eyes on the door behind which she was starting her shower. What was she thinking about? Why was she looking like that? It is something she is not telling me…he thought remembering her furrowed brows, the determination in her eyes and the fear he could sense from her. He waited for a few more seconds, and then he left the comfort of the bed, attracted by the scent of ocean breeze. Cleo felt him before he even opened the shower door and joined her in, while she was rinsing her hair.

"All that training is paying off…I can sense that you are here…" she said with her eyes still closed.

"I was not trying to hide."

The same instant Cleo felt his arms around her and before she even opened her eyes she was pinned to the shower wall, his body pressed against her. The kiss that followed took her by surprise and the desire took over both of them before any could stop.

"Mm…This caff is so good…." said Cleo about an hour later after they have finally finished their shower and went on the private terrace off their bedroom.

Marr took a sip from his own cup and held her closer on his lap while they started to eat breakfast. They had made a habit of Cleo sitting on his lap and eat together whenever they had the time and the privacy to enjoy the closeness. That day was all about the two of them, and they were enjoying every second of it. After she finished chewing one of the food bites he feed her, Cleo looked at him and wrapped her arms around his neck tighter.

"Are you going to tell me now where are we going in the honeymoon?"

"No."

"Not even a clue?" insisted Cleo.

"No," came next answer just as short.

"When are we leaving?" asked again Cleo after she chewed a piece of fruit he feed her.

"After the party…" answered Marr taking another piece of fruit for himself.

"Are we going to take my ship?" continued Cleo with her questions.

"No."

Cleo let out a deep sigh and Marr started to laugh. "Give it up, kitten. You will not get anything out of me. It will be a surprise."

Minutes later they both went their way to check on the last minute preparations. Next time they were going to see each other was the private ceremony on one of the terraces and each of them could not wait. The remaining hours had passed quickly and caught in their friends company, Marr and Cleo didn't even noticed when the time to start getting ready for the ceremony came. Marr was ready in no time and with a last look into the mirror, came a content smile. He knew that Cleo was going to be surprised to see him wearing white and with some time to spare, he rushed into his meditation chamber. There was one thought that had never left his mind that day, and he needed to find an answer. The look on Cleo's face that morning, the determination he could see in her eyes, but mostly the fear he sensed in her. Is she having second thoughts? Is she not sure about marring me? What was she so afraid of? Why? She knows she can talk to me, and if she avoided can only mean one thing: it is something she does not want me to know. I do know she loves me, I am certain of it, but there is something else…Something I have to know! I need to talk to her! Marr stepped out of his meditation chamber only minutes before the ceremony was supposed to start and rushed to their bedroom where he knew she would be.

Cleo was ready, and Clarisse looked at her with tears in her eyes.

"Cleo, you look amazing! I never thought we would be here, this very moment…I am so happy for you!"

Cleo smiled at her friend and they hugged each other. Right as Cleo took a step back, Clarisse felt her emotions and stopped her right away.

"What is going on?" she questioned her.

"Nothing…Everything is OK…" tried Cleo to get away with an evasive answer. She looked one more time in the big mirror and turned around to look one more time at the back of her dress. The off white stretch lace with the golden tone silk underlay was just hugging her body. The dress was backless, and the sweetheart neckline was accentuating her curves. It was simple, and beautiful, with an understated elegance. The small train was not over the top, and she chose not to wear any jewelry. Marr had insisted that she will be wearing a veil, and Cleo chose the most translucent one she could find. It was very thin and soft, almost weightless. The only thing holding it down were the multitude of tiny diamonds lined all across the edge. She was still holding it in her hand waiting to put it on until she was going to walk out of the room.

"Don't tell me that you are getting cold feet!" insisted Clarisse this time and searched in her friend's emotions worried.

Cleo let out a sigh after which she went and sat on the low, soft ottoman, looking absently outside after she threw her veil on the bench at the bottom of the massive bed.

"Define 'cold feet'…" she whispered and Clarisse looked at her worried.

"Are you kidding me? I thought you love Marr…"

"I do! I love him, more than anything in this world!" answered Cleo right away and Clarisse knew she was telling the truth.

"Then what is it?" her friend insisted and startled the same second the double doors opened wide and Marr walked into the room. "Marr! You can't be here…" she tried next to stop him from advancing into the room and seeing Cleo.

"Sister…Please leave us alone. We need to talk…" he added and Clarisse looked at both of them, not sure if she should leave or not.

Cleo was turned away, making sure Marr could not see her.

"Ari, it's bad luck to see me…" she tried to stop him as well.

"You know very well that I do not believe in luck. We need to talk," he insisted and Clarisse left leaving them alone, without another word, not even surprised that he sensed that something was not right.

Marr walked to Cleo and he knelt in front of her. She turned her head away and closed her eyes, hoping that he was going to go away. She should have known better.

"Kitten, look at me…" whispered Marr turning gently her face to him.

Cleo slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. She felt guilty, she didn't want to let her fears get the best of her that day. His smile was hiding pain and worry, and she saw them right away. "Talk to me."

Cleo looked down, avoiding his gaze, she didn't know where to start, how to tell him.

"Cleo, I knew something was not right since I opened my eyes today…You know you can talk to me. What is it? Do you have second thoughts?"

"No!" she interrupted him right away realizing his confusion.

"Then what is it? I can sense your fear…What are you afraid of?"

Cleo only hesitated a few more seconds and then she decided to come clean, to tell him the truth.

"I don't want to lose you…" she finally whispered and the same second Marr's arms closed around her pulling her closer to him. "I am afraid that I am not good enough for you…I have been trying, but I have not found yet a way to change that stupid vision of yours. What if I never will?"

Marr let out a sigh of relieve, understanding finally what was going on. He kissed her hair and tears filled Cleo's eyes. Next he cupped her face into his hands and looked deep into her eyes.

"Do you trust me?" came his question and Cleo answered quickly with no hesitation.

"With my life…"

He smiled and kissed her lightly, noticing she was fighting back the tears in her eyes.

"Then trust me now. I know that you have always been fighting against all odds, and how much you want to find a way to change my vision. If it is your destiny to do so, it will come to you, it will happen no matter what. But if is not, no matter how much you are trying it will never happen. Accept your destiny…We both know that we belong together, that we have years ahead of us, happy years. Let us make the most of them together. You are the best thing that ever could happen to me, you changed my life, Cleo. You are way beyond just 'good enough' you are perfect for me. You are my strength…and my weakness…My happy, and my misery…"

"Misery?" interrupted Cleo confused.

"I am miserable when I am not with you…Just as much as I am happy when I am with you" he explained her right away. His voice was soft and the tone gentle, soothing her soul. Cleo smiled at him the next second.

"Ari…I didn't want to tell you about all this because I love you, I didn't want to ruin today…I have failed at that…" she added and looked down, but Marr lifted her face to him again.

"Today is the happiest day of my life, you have not failed. I have sensed your fear and had to know what is going on. I thought you put my vision behind and moved on, but I see that is not the case. I do not want anything standing between us."

Cleo could not believe that they were having that discussion only minutes before getting married.

"I am sorry, Ari…I should have not let my fears get to me, not today…"

"Not ever! No matter what life will throw at us, know that we will face it together."

She looked at Marr, and just then noticed he was wearing white. He was wearing traditional Sith robes, but they were white and she smiled at him. She realized that he really was doing everything for her, for her happiness, and she had to do the same, it was only fair. In only a few seconds her fears disappeared, and the image of years of life beside him, as his wife, came into her view. She was going to enjoy and fully live every second of the time they were going to have together. She kissed him without any other word and Marr felt everything was right again, everything was falling in place, and held her close to him.

"Let's get married" said Cleo looking into his eyes when they finally broke from that kiss.

"No more fears, no doubts, no second guessing…" he insisted and Cleo shook her head.

"None of that. I love you and all I want is a life with you, no matter how long or short is going to be," answered Cleo and Marr smiled.

Only minutes later Cleo walked out on the terrace off their living room, in the gold area. She saw Xander patiently waiting at the end of the terrace, Clarisse and Vonn already in their witness positions, but what she really wanted to see was Marr. His white robes contrasted with his dark tan skin and the black hair. The multicolored flowers were everywhere and their combined aromas were filling the warm air. The music and laughter from the ballroom could he heard everywhere, and Cleo imagined that their guests were having a good time. The breathtaking sunset was sending their way the last golden orange rays of light, but everything just faded away the second Cleo's eyes found Marr's. The ceremony was short and sweet, but none of them could remember much from it, except for the part where they vowed to love, to honor, and to protect each other for the rest of their lives. It was surreal, and both Marr and Cleo let their emotions free. All the force users around could feel them, even some of the guests were looking in the direction where they could feel like a brewing storm. Clarisse, Xander and even Vonn had to shield themselves against the powerful emotions. As soon as Xander declared them husband and wife, Marr lifted gently her veil and they looked in each other eyes for a second before their first kiss. It was the beginning of their lives together, and nothing in the world could have shadowed that moment. With the marriage contract officially signed, Xander and Clarisse congratulate them and they left to join the rest of the guests. Xander's work wasn't quite finished yet, since Cleo got him to help her with the big surprise she had prepared for Marr. Vonn left as well, also enrolled by Cleo in her plan, and the two newlyweds had their few moments of privacy before going to get ready for the party.

"Now, you are my wife…Mine…" whispered Marr holding Cleo still close to him.

She let her head back and looked up into the golden eyes to see all his love. She just smiled and kissed him without a word. When they finely broke free to breathe, she whispered him. "Now and forever…" It was hard for both of them to talk, they preferred to just sit there, in the last few minutes of the sunset and just be together. They didn't need any words, they only needed to feel each other close.

By the time they were ready to join the party, it was already getting dark. The whole mountain where Marr's residence was, was illuminated, and the music could be heard for miles in the quiet valley. The second Cleo stepped out of her dressing room, she found Marr waiting for her. They were going to go together and make their entrance. This time Marr was wearing his traditional black robes, and he was holding his mask ready to put it on and go. His surprise made Cleo smile, the way he looked at her assuring her that she looked just as she supposed to, and she thanked Darth Khalyce in her mind. Cleo's dress was just as Darth Khalyce recommended: black, extravagant and expensive. The black velvet dress was strapless, tight on her body with long, high slits on the sides allowing her to walk freely, and letting her black shoes into view at every step. The simplicity and elegance were breathtaking, but that was where it stopped. Over the dress, Cleo was wearing a long, ample overlay made from the finest, softest black tulle. The one of a kind coat like overlay had tiny diamonds all over, bright and shiny like the stars in the dark night sky. The high collar was almost surrounding her, creating a dark halo effect around the platinum hair made up with tiny jewels holding it in place. With her every move the overlay was floating around, moving and the tiny diamonds touching each other in a discreet, but soothing sound.

"Kitten…" whispered Marr looking at her in awe, listening at the sound of her dress while she walked towards him.

"I hope you are pleased, My Lord…" joked Cleo and took a small reverence in front of him.

Marr couldn't control himself anymore and pulled her in his arms kissing her with the sudden desire that was taking over his senses.

"Yeah, you like it!" said Cleo laughing as soon as she got her breath back, still amused by the look on his face.

"You look stunning!"

"I have to make you look good in front of everyone…" whispered Cleo and made Marr smile.

"I see Darth Khalyce instructed you well into the Sith ways…" he finally said recovering from the first shock, putting his mask on.

Cleo giggled and only moments later they started to walk towards the ballroom. She looked at her hand, holding onto his arm, she could sense that he was once again Darth Marr, the most feared Sith in the galaxy. She felt somehow empowered to be at his side, to be his wife, and looked at his mask. The surprise she had been working on so hard for the last two weeks was about to be revealed and she started to get nervous. Marr sensed her emotions and looked down, at her, met her cat like eyes and smiled behind his mask.

"Relax, kitten, is just a party…" he whispered, trying to comfort her while covering her hand on his arm with his other hand.

"It is so much more…" she answered right before the moment the double doors opened for them, and they stepped into the ballroom.

The moment they walked into the ballroom, the music stopped, and all guests looked at them in awe. Cleo's dress was having the desired effect and the ones that had known her, they were trying to find the snarky, unpredictable Captain somewhere inside the Sith wife she was now. The silence made it possible for everyone to hear the song of her dress while they were walking through the room, and feel the power exuding from Darth Marr. He was walking tall, and proud to have Cleo at his side, parading her in front of everyone present. Suddenly the lights dimmed and the whole wall to the dark terrace opened up, the guests stepping aside and letting the two of them pass. That was when Marr saw the three fire and ice fountains, placed strategically on the terrace, and Xander standing in front of the last one. He looked at Cleo, but she continued to walk beside him, gently leading him to the first of the fountains. In front of the almost three hundred guests, Marr and Cleo took their vows at the 'Fountain of merging', where the two coming from different worlds, merged from the darkness to shine together as husband as wife. The guests murmured all at once when Cleo placed her hand over Marr's and they ignited the fires in the fountain, burning inside the blocks of ice. Next they walked to the second fountain, the 'Fountain of honor' where they vowed again to honor, to respect and protect each other at any price. In this second fountain, the whole bottom was covered in ice, and they ignited together the fire on top. The bright, strong flames were symbolizing their loyalty to each other over anything, above of it all. With the second fountain lit, there was only the last one left, the 'Eternal Fountain' and they headed that way. Cleo was nervous until the second she had started to say her vows that night. From the crowd, Darth Khalyce was listening to her every word, smiling. She remembered the laughter they had together when she was teaching Cleo the vows. She was impressed with how perfect she recited every word that night, and knew she had followed her advice to feel the words, not just to say them. After they stopped in front of Xander, at the last fountain they vowed their love for each other, and they lit the fires mixed in the bottom of the fountain with ice. The top of the fountain got lit next and the blazing fire start burning high in the dark night, a symbol of their love that will be just as passionate throughout time. All the guests were still inside the ballroom, letting them perform the ritual, except Xander. He was the one with the authority to declare them husband and wife by the Sith laws. Marr faced Cleo in front of Xander and as soon as they were declared married, again, Marr surprised everyone. He suddenly turned his back at his guests and took off his mask with one hand, while pulling Cleo into a kiss with his other arm. The surprise left everyone silent for a few seconds until cheers and applause filled the night.

"Cleo, you have no idea how much all this means to me…" whispered Marr looking into her eyes, pouring all his love over her.

"Actually, I do…That is why I wanted to surprise you…" she whispered back smiling happy.

"A life time together won't be enough to show my appreciation for what you have given me tonight," whispered Marr again getting ready to put his mask back on.

"Then you better hurry." Cleo's answer came with a playful light in her eyes and Marr growled behind his mask.

"You can bet on that…" and then he turned to face the guests.

That was when the party had really started, and Cleo felt her knees soft at the promise in Marr's voice. Everyone was truly impressed that night, and even the most conservative Sith had accepted Cleo as the wife of one of the most powerful of them. Marriages from love were almost nonexistent in the high Sith society. The very few marriages at that level were all about bloodline and alliances, not love and definitely not with a non-force user. It was well past midnight, into the early morning hours when the last of the guests left and Marr found himself finally alone with Cleo. With one quick move he lifted her in his arms rushing to the quick travel point.

'What are you doing?" she asked him laughing.

"Hurrying to start showing you my appreciation…" came his answer and while she started to giggle in his arms, Marr activated the quick travel.

Only seconds later he was taking her inside his ship where Vonn was waiting for them.

"Wait…We don't need anything with us?" asked him Cleo surprised that they were already leaving.

"Everything has been taken care of. All I need is you…" he answered and threw his mask away as he opened the door to their bedroom.

"I am all yours, My Lord…" answered Cleo and the next second she felt the ship taking off, or maybe was the way Marr looked at her, his kiss that made feel like she was floating in the air…She wasn't sure, but who cared anyways? They both lost track of time until they came out of the shower wrapped in towels and Cleo yawned.

"Tired?" Marr asked her right away.

"Just a little…I think the day is catching up with me, what time is it anyways?" was her turn to ask, but before Marr answered, they both heard Vonn speak in to intercom.

"My Lord, we will be at our destination in fifteen minutes."

They both rushed to get dressed and Cleo forgot how tired she was. She just couldn't wait to see where they were. Marr took her hand into his dragging her out of the bedroom as soon as they were ready.

"Wait…Your mask…" she tried to stop him and reached for his mask.

"I do not need it where we are going" came his answer and she followed him surprised to the command bridge.

As soon as they entered, Vonn got up on his feet and left the room leaving them alone.

"Sit" Marr invited Cleo short pointing to the copilot's chair while he sat in his. "Are you ready to see our destination?" he asked her again and Cleo just nodded.

Marr started to punch in the console some code and suddenly they heard a voice in the comm.

"Welcome home, Lord Dorrimar. You have permission to land in your designated hangar."

The same second, Cleo saw the blue planet materializing in front of her wide opened eyes.

"Whoa…Is this…" she didn't finish the question, when Marr smiled at her and answered.

"Ulton…"

"I thought nobody can see it or land…" Cleo spoke next.

"Not without a designated code, that is correct."

"Did Xander let you use his?" she insisted still looking at the beautiful planet in front of them while Marr was already starting the landing procedure.

"No, but he did helped me get my own years ago. You will get yours in the next few days as well"

Cleo nodded absently, she was busy looking at everything around. They were already into the atmosphere and once the few clouds cleared she saw the water, the mountains, even the golden beaches. The massive construction they were approaching proved to be the spaceport and Marr landed so smooth they barely felt when they touched the ground. The quick travel point took them in a small and almost empty room next, but once Marr took her in his arms and opened the door, Cleo saw the impressive home. It was all white stone, with high columns and vast areas. He continued to walk carrying her, smiling at her surprise. They walked through a few rooms, until they exited on a terrace. It was dark and could not see much, but Cleo could smell the ocean, the water nearby. Next she heard the sound of waves brushing against sand and looked at Marr surprised while he finally let her down.

"I am sorry is dark, but it is close to midnight here…Tomorrow you will see better" he whispered her still holding her near him.

"I can smell and hear water, waves…Are we near an ocean, or something?" she asked him and looked into his smiling golden eyes.

"Yes we are. Remember when you told me about your favorite place in the whole entire world…Rakata Prime, which was unfortunately destroyed?" Cleo nodded and he continued. "As soon as you described it to me I knew you would love it here. I bought this property as soon as I got my code, many years ago. I have come here a few times, when I needed to be away from everything. It is just as you have wished, the perfect place where you would like to retire…"

'Ari…" she whispered and the next second she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. As soon as her lips touched his, he deepened the kiss and his hand grabbed her hair in a firm and gentile hold. Cleo couldn't exactly remember how or when they got into the bedroom, but it didn't matter. She was with him, they were married, and starting their life together as husband and wife.