EPILOGUE

ADAM

February 9

Oh, how many things can happen in a year. After awakening the beautiful princess, she was properly returned to her kingdom where she had much to repair and restore not only with the castle, but also the village and just in time for the blizzardous cold winter that followed.

Much faster than anyone could have imagined or even anticipated, the Princess Snow White was able to reunify the people by providing them with jobs to restore the castle, to maintain the castle as well as relax the heavy taxes that stole much from the people, and corrected the knotted relations with Franca.

The Dwarves have received royal protection within all of Apfel and have been given a shop in which they can sell and trade their wares. Since then more Dwarves have appeared and built up on the outskirts of the Dark Forest; though the Dwarves were granted permission to reside in the actual kingdom they have decided to reside in the Dark Forest as they need to rebuild themselves. All matters of the Dark Magic had been removed from the castle thanks to the Seven Dwarves and trade had opened up to all of the neighboring countries.

Both the previous Queen Grimhilde and her Knight Frederick have not been found, nor heard from which has then ceded the reign of Apfel to Snow White. Since the news of Snow White taking to the throne, many letters from potential suitors were delivered, rejected, and presented with invitations to both her coronation as Queen of Apfel back on the first of January as well as her wedding. It was the greatest celebration that Apfel has ever known; at least that's what the Dwarves and the people have said.

As spring has rolled around again, many things have happened, but the best part of spring is the promise of new life. . .

"Adam?" Snow White called with a knock on his door. She smiled warmly with a hand over her belly. Her hair rested around her shoulders and her finger glinted beautifully on her little finger.

"My love." He set his quill into the journal and went to his beautiful wife. His arms went around her and he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "What are you doing up? You're supposed to be asleep. It's already past midnight."

"The bed got cold and I couldn't sleep." She yawned a little. "I felt a little sick again."

"Should I make you tea?" He offered and brought her over to the chaise lounge in between the window and the fireplace.

"No, no." She smiled and squeezed his hand at the offer. "I'm better now that I'm up."

"You should go back to sleep." He encouraged as another yawn escaped her.

"So should you." She asked with a hum as her arm went around him. "What are you doing?"

"Just writing." He kissed her cheek again and held her close. She fit so perfectly beside him; he loved that.

Her eyes glanced over to the black journal, "What were you writing?"

"Just some thoughts." He gave a shrug. "Just thinking back to how so much has happened in a year."

"Oh yes." She smiled as she absentmindedly rubbed her belly. "So much has happened."

"Did you know that this was the day I met you?" he ran his fingers through her luscious curls and smiled sweetly down at her.

"Already?" She blinked in surprise. "To think that it only felt like a month ago. . ."

"Were you dreaming again, my love?" He teased.

"Everyday." She beamed up at him. "I have the man that I love as my husband and king, as well as a precious gift on the way."

"A precious gift that we shall both love and protect." Adam said as he rested his hand over hers.

"We will have to think of names, sooner or later." She giggled and rested her head on his shoulder.

"I've told you, I would be happy with whatever you chose." He now rested his head on hers. "We will also have to plant a tree."

"Yes." She smiled. "I would especially like to do it before it gets difficult to walk around."

"I will carry you if it gets too difficult for you." He promised and just held her close. She snuggled closer to him.

"Are you happy?" She asked quietly as her hand found his. Their fingers laced together, and Adam pressed another kiss to her head.

"So happy I have no idea what to do, or how to contain it." He reassured her with a smile. "I would never have known happiness had I never met you, nor would I have come to know love had you never opened your eyes again."

"Surely you would have found it in time." Her brow furrowed in argument.

"Never." He confirmed with a shake of his head. "I never would have been able to find anyone else other than you to ever love or be happy with."

"That's such a lonely thought." She squeezed his hand. "Though I must say that it does make me happy."

"And making you happy is what I strive to do." He chuckled with another kiss to her forehead. "But at this hour, I strive to make sure you sleep."

He scooped her up into his arms and she giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck. With his wife in his arms, he left his study and made his ways down the halls of the West Wing where he returned to their bedroom. He carefully and gracefully set her down on the bed before joining her in it. Once he settled himself in the sheets, she joined herself at his side and snuggled close beside him.

"Better?" He offered as he wrapped his arm around her and pulled the blankets closer to them.

"Much." She sighed and buried her face in the crook of his neck. A soft yawn escaped her, and one even escaped Adam.

"Why do you still write in that journal?" She asked so sweetly and so sleepily. "It's the one where you wrote down your old missions, right?"

"Old habits die hard." He chuckled and pet her head. "It's full now, anyways, so I shouldn't have to write in that ever again."

"What will you do with it?"

"Put it on a shelf, perhaps, and just simply forget about it." He closed his eyes and tried to relax himself. "I don't know, I can decide what to do with it later, but for now, we should sleep."

"And dream . . ." She agreed and Adam could feel her body relax as she allowed sleep to take her.

"Just promise to wake up." He whispered and kissed her forehead before allowing himself to fall into sleep as well.

MR. V

With the two love birds gone from the recently refurbished study, Mr. V and a man with long black hair and glowing green eyes and glasses stepped from a portal in the mirror above the fireplace. "I thought the boy would never leave." The man droned with arms crossed as he sat down on the mantle of the fireplace.

"Now, now, friend." Mr. V chuckled. "Adam was a fellow who liked to finish things that he started."

He dusted himself off as he landed on the carpet before strutting over to the journal.

"To think he would have turned into such a poetic romantic." Mr. V chuckled as he removed the quill and set it on the desk.

"He was always a romantic." The man rolled his eyes. "Do we have everything we need? Can we go?"

"Aw, Ischer, you haven't missed Apfel?" Mr. V chuckled as he snapped the journal closed and tucked it away in his coat.

"How about I trap you in a glass frame and we see how much you like it?" The man named Ischer responded.

"You finally get a body and the Magischer Spiegel gets all testy with the jokes." Mr. V tutted. "Testy testy, you'll never get a Happy Ending if you keep that up."

"I have a body again, Valentino." Ischer snapped. "That is the only Happy Ending I need! Now, can we leave?"

"So impatient." Mr. V tisked and rolled his eyes. "Fine we can leave, though I think we are both missing out on the opportunity of seeing what Adam's Happy Ending has done here."

"He gets the girl, Snow White will have a child, Grimhilde no longer can use magic, Frederick got his lover back, and I have a body, what else do you need to know?"

"You aren't curious to see what would have happened if things didn't go the way they were supposed to?" Mr. V crossed his arms.

"No." Ischer bluntly glared at Mr. V. "I am curious to see what will happen if I just left you here to figure out how to get back now that the Door to this Realm has been sealed and locked."

"You do know that if things didn't go the way they did, your mirror would have broken much earlier and you never would have gotten a body, right?" He pointed his finger at Ischer and had a raised eyebrow.

"I'm aware, Valentino." Ischer glared over his glasses. "I am also aware that if Adam had failed not only would he have died, but the Dwarves, the princess, and Frederick would have died as well."

"Must you know everything?" Mr. V frowned. "You could just pretend you don't know."

"I'm leaving." Ischer said in finality, tapped his knuckles on the glass of the mirror and opened a portal.

"Touchy." Mr. V snorted and joined Ischer as he entered the portal to exit Apfel for the last time.

In the darkness lighted by green stain glass floors Mr. V could hear the clear and concise sound of a lock clicking closed. On the ground on either side of the stained glass floors silver chains shot out from the portal of Apfel off into the distance that would secure it to the Anti-Realm. "So what happens to them now?" Ischer asked as he kept his back to Mr. V.

"I thought you knew everything." Mr. V smirked.

"I know that they will all live happy lives." Ischer huffed. "But now that these chains are here, I can't see anything about them anymore."

"That could mean the Story Weavers are done then." Mr. V mused.

"The spiders that weave the stories?" Ischer looked over his shoulder.

"The one and the same." Mr. V nodded. "Once those little weavers have stitched a story from beginning to end and sealed it into place, that's the end of the story."

"Seal it into place?"

"The Apfel castle that's in the Anti-Realm will now be sealed in a cocoon of silken stories." Mr. V explained. "Securing all endings into place so no one can alter them."

"Sounds debatable." Ischer scoffed.

"No, it's secured." Mr. V argued. "I got the journal that Adam wrote in. That's the last piece of Anti-Realm that would interfere with things."

"What about that spell book he had?"

"Oh, I took that back ages ago." Mr. v snorted. "He hardly used it and never noticed it missing after Snow White woke up."

"So now that this story is finished, what do you do now?" Ischer asked.

"We, my dear friend." Mr. V clapped his hand on Ischer's shoulder. "We have several other stories to make sure they get a happy ending.

Author's Note:

Thank you so much for reading, I hope you have enjoyed this story!

It is rather surreal to finally finish this story and it certainly feels like such an achievement.

Adam Apple Poison has officially achieved his Happy Ending and all is well for him and his story. Now there are others that need their Happy Endings.

I want to thank all of my readers for reading this, leaving me comments, reviews, and messaging me as I've written this story. I sincerely hope that you have enjoyed reading it as I have enjoyed writing it.

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I do have other stories, The Firebird Ashe Scatter and A Chance for Disney Villains, if you're interested in reading. Thanks for coming along the journey with me, let's go on another one soon.

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