Forever After
"Misty!" Ash shouted, running after her. She was only walking, so he easily caught her. He grabbed her wrist, and she stopped. He turned her around and saw the tears in her eyes. "Misty." He murmured. The tears in her eyes fell, and he pulled her in close, hugging her and whispering to her. "Oh, Misty, tell me what's wrong, I'll make it right, please, just tell me. Oh, Mist, I'm so sorry. Please, don't cry-you're going to ruin the moment."
She pulled her head back and looked into his eyes. "Say it again." She demanded.
"I'm sor-"
"No." She interrupted. "The part where you say my name. That was my father's nickname for me." A smile broke out onto her face, spreading to Ash.
"Mist. Mist, Mist, Mist, Mist." He said, picking her up and twirling her around and around. He set her down on a tree stump that was next to them. "Mist, Mist, Mist, Mist." He continued, kissing her on the neck. "Misty- I came here to beg for your forgiveness. I offered you the world, and at the first test of honor, I betrayed your trust." He stopped whispering into her ear, and put a hand into his cloak. "Perhaps, you could tell me who the owner of this amazing shoe is?" He asked, bringing his hand back out and showing her the blue slipper.
"Where did you get that?" Misty gasped.
Ash stared at her with deep, intense eyes. "She is my match in every way-please tell me I haven't lost her."
"It belongs to a peasant, You Highness, who dressed as a maiden to save a friend's life." Misty replied, looking into the distance, avoiding Ash's strong gaze.
"I know…and the name is Ash, if you don't mind." He said sweetly, looking into her far away eyes. She looked suddenly at him. She felt as though someone was pulling down on her stomach and squeezing her heart as Ash dropped to one knee.
"I kneel before you, not as a prince, but as a man in love. But, I would feel like a king if you, Misty Waterflower, would be my wife." He asked her, slowly slipping off her old servant slippers and putting the extravagant slipper onto her foot. More tears came to her eyes as she fell into his arms.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes!" She murmured happily into his ear, neck, and tender, sweet lips.
They stayed like that, kissing, for several minutes. Until, that is, Pikachu chose to interrupt.
"Pika pi! Pika chu chu pi pikachu ka ka chu!" For all of you who haven't noticed- Pika pi means Ash. He commented, staring at them both.
"What did he say?" Misty asked, looking from Pikachu to Ash.
"He wanted to know why you're wearing that wretched outfit." Ash said, sitting back to see it. He hadn't noticed it earlier, from being to caught up in catching her. He stood up, and pulled her up. He then twirled her around with his hand. He let out a low whistle. "I like it." He commented with a smirk.
"You would." Misty replied, crossing her hands over her chest. "Gary made me wear it. That's where I was-that horrible bastard's house. Malena sold me to him! A-and he took me by using stun spore. I awoke in a room of his, tied to the bed, in this outfit. He kept advancing on me, but I stopped him before he could do anything. He's such a pervert! H-he said he designed this outfit just for me! I hate it, but there wasn't any time during my escape to change." She showed him her dress that was bundled up in her hand.
"I'm so sorry. I-I shouldn't have treated you like I did- I-I didn't know what I was-"
Misty put her lips on his and stopped him. "You don't need to apologize. I forgive you, as long as you promise to trust me from here on out." She whispered as the kiss broke.
"Yes." He stood up from the tree stump and reached out his hand to her to help her up. She accepted it with a nod, and he pulled her up. "Now, let's get home. Mother would love to meet her new daughter." He told her as he directed her to the Rapidash. He helped her on, and then got himself on, settling in behind Misty. He shook the reins, and they started back to the palace at Cerulean.
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"You don't think he's-"
"Do not worry so much, Delilah! He's perfectly safe. Brock is on his way with the royal guard. Richy is coming in with the Pokemon from Indigo. And you know Ash-he'll be safe. He has Pikachu and his other Pokemon. Now, sit down and have some tea. It'll make you feel better." Lance directed his wife over to the chairs set out in the garden. The servants quickly got the hot tea and poured it for their royal majesties. Delilah nodded her thanks to them, and took a sip of it. Instantly she felt better.
The trumpets sounded, making Lance and Delilah's heads look up, peering to the gates, which were a distance away. They both saw a horse riding in towards the stables. Lance stood up and whispered to one of the handmaidens. He walked back over to his queen just as shadowy figures emerged from the royal stables. "It appears," Lance stated, "that our son has arrived home." He finished, just as the figures' shapes could be made out.
"Ash!" Delilah cried, getting up from her seat and running over to her son. She embraced him in a big hug, and kept him in it till she saw a figure looming awkwardly behind both of them. The figure was in a cloak, her son's cloak. "Um, Ash? W-who's your guest?" She asked, letting go of him and moving in front of the hooded figure.
"Oh, mother…this is Misty." He walked over to her and pulled back her hood. She was stuck in place- frozen in fear. "Misty-meet mom." He said with a smile. Misty threw a lopsided smile at the queen.
"I-it's nice to meet you, Your Highness." Misty said with a curtsey. The cloak was tied around her, keeping her whole body hidden, except for her neck and head.
"Misty, you don't need to call her that." Ash said sheepishly.
"Yes, dear-you can call me Delilah!" She replied happily.
"Yeah, Mist. After all, she is going to be your mother-in-law!" Ash said with a smile.
"Mother-in-law, Ash?" The queen asked, tilting her head.
"Oh, yeah, about that…" Ash trailed off, looking at the ground. He poked his head up and looked into Misty's eyes. "I've chosen Misty. I know it's to late, but I want Misty to be my wife." He said, moving around to put his arm around Misty's shoulders.
"Oh, Ash!" Delilah ran up to her sun and hugged both Misty and Ash at once. Lance strode up and waited for Delilah to release them.
"We must contact Brock, to tell him that you're safe." Lance told them once they had released the hug. "Come, let us get a messenger out, then we can talk in the drawing room." He led them to the castle, where he talked quietly with a young man around Ash's age, who dashed off a few minutes later. He then walked to the drawing room, which was located next to the library. "Come." He said, beckoning them inside. The trio went in, and Lance closed the door. A smile broke onto her face as he turned around. He walked over to Ash and Misty, with Ash's arm still around her shoulders keeping her close, and surprised them by giving them a hug.
"S-so I'm taking it that you're ok with this engagement?" Ash said when his father let go of him.
"Yes. You can be married as soon as you please. Prima the Second….doesn't want to marry you. King Drake and I wrote up a new agreement to keep off war. We simply…won't fight. We will resolve matters in a calm and peaceful environment. You are free to marry whomever you want- and Misty here is fine." Lance smiled at Misty and hugged her. Delilah followed suit, and kissed Misty on both cheeks when she let go of the red head.
"Father, I want to be married tonight so that we may call for the Waterflower women tomorrow. Misty and I need to have a chat with the two eldest, so I would like to call the court in session Ok, by court, he means when the king and queen sit on their thrones and the countesses and counts (lords and ladies, etc, etc, etc.) watch as they bring forth 'criminals' and such people that are higher statuses in the feudal system.
"We…could arrange that. Anything else, my son?" Lance asked.
"Well, could the ceremony be private, as to carry forth with our plans." Ash added.
"Of coarse! But, would you mind telling us about these 'plans' of yours?" The queen asked, joining in the conversation.
"Yes, mother." Misty said with a tiny frown.
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Knock, knock, knock.
"I'll get it!" Daisy shouted, rushing to the door. She had been in the kitchen, watching Joyce cook. She'd noticed that the servants weren't the same since Misty was taken. They were quieter, more scared, and different. They now truly hated Malena and Lily-not even bothering to hide it. They were nicer to Daisy, though, because she'd been kind to Misty.
Even though Daisy'd yelled to them that she'd get the door, Malena and Lily both scurried to the door. They got there after Daisy, though, and skidded to a halt when they saw who was at the door. "Hello, m'ladies." The young messenger said with a bow. He stood straight and continued. "The King and Queen are requesting your presence at the royal court this morning. They have sent a carriage for you to arrive in, and," He leaned in close. "They're requesting that you arrive in….your best attire." He leaned back out and watched as Lily and Malena smiled at each other, and he winked at Daisy.
"Yes, well, let's get ready, eh, Lily?" Malena said, breaking the silence.
Lily and her turned around and walked up the stairs-determined to look great for Their Royal Highnesses.
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