Story 6 – Epilogue
Since some people requested I write more, I'm writing an Epilogue.
Serenity gulped nervously, her hand self-consciously smoothing out her silvery-golden hair that hung in those "meatballs" as her fiancé and husband-to-be called them. Her crystal eyes were wide with anxiety, and she was pacing.
She did not know that Endymion was in the room adjacent to hers, doing the exact same thing. His hand reached up and ran through his silky black hair, and his stormy blue eyes were worried. As he wore the carpet out, he waited.
Finally, Lord Jadeite knocked on the door. "You better get to the altar. The bride will be coming soon."
Endymion gulped, and walked out of the room, into the hall, and to the altar, doing his best not to meet his mother's gaze. He looked around him.
His best man was Duke Kunzite, first in command of his honor guard. The other ushers were Lord Jadeite, M. Zoisite, Lord Alex, and Count Nephrite. They were all wearing regal-looking uniforms that his mother, the Queen, had looked over petulantly, and sighed, before muttering that she supposed it was the best she could do, seeing as they refused to wear the tuxedoes that would have matched the bridesmaids so perfectly.
Out stepped his sister, Princess Helene, looking demure, shy, and scared to death. She gulped and began scattering the pure white rose petals, mixed with the creamy pink and intense red ones. With each step she strode, she gained more confidence.
Behind her, stepped the Maid of Honor. (That is how it goes right? The bride last? I'm not really sure … hehehe) Duchess Minalla, now properly married to Duke Kunzite, stepped out. He supposed she should have actually been Matron of Honor, but if you dared call her a Matron to her face, you would definitely regret it. Yes, she looked stunning in her pale yellow dress that she insisted on wearing, contrary to the popular pink one.
Then stepped the four bridesmaids. Lady-Princess Rayelle (her official title now), Mme. Amelia, Lady Nereilla, and Countess Litarena were all equally stunning in different shades of bridesmaid dresses. Rayelle wore pale red, Amelia wore pale blue, Nereilla wore pale aqua, and Litarena wore pale green.
Princess Beryl, unfortunately (thankfully) did not come. Neither did her elder brother, Prince Demando (who had developed a distasteful obsession for Serenity.)
And then Serenity stepped out. Prince Endymion caught his breath. She looked stunning.
Her silvery-blonde hair was up in its normal do, but now, it wasn't pinned back to keep it out of her eyes. It flowed down to the floor, passing possibly miles of silver and white silk and velvet, satin and ermine, and some of the most expensive pearl-embroidered cloths in the kingdom. The golden moon on her forehead was visible, and her dress had a plunging neckline, though most of it was covered with pale veil material, which visibly showed her locket, a gift from the Prince.
She treaded softly and slowly, and her eyes shone with happiness. Although layers of white veil covered her face, he could see the small, shy, nervous smile that adorned her face, and he had the urge to run to her right then and there and sweep her off her feet.
He, of course, suppressed the urge … with some difficulty. He allowed himself to smile brightly at her instead, and felt much happier when she smiled back, confidence gaining.
As they stood before the Priest … er, Priestess, Ms. Setsuna, who as High Priestess of Pluto, was ministering the wedding. As she recited the traditional passage, Endymion and Setsuna answered them proudly, as if they were the first people ever to get married.
When the time came for them to seal their marriage with a kiss, they gave it all they got, stopping guiltily only at the glare the Queen gave them.
Serenity smiled. She would remember this day for the rest of her life. As she glanced at the Queen, she was pleased to see that even the Queen was filled with pride.
The Queen had been the only one opposed to the match. King Damien had smiled at the couple and assented, but she was indignant. Her son, Crown Prince of Terra was marrying a peasant?
In the beginning, she even issued a Queen's Decree that anyone who participated in the wedding would be sentenced to the dungeons. After she had gotten to know Serenity, of course, and found out about Serenity's title (which was now just a formality, since there were no longer any Lunarians), she got used to the idea and had encouraged it.
Now, everybody was happy, and married, so they all lived blissfully ever after.
The End.
Happy?
Since some people requested I write more, I'm writing an Epilogue.
Serenity gulped nervously, her hand self-consciously smoothing out her silvery-golden hair that hung in those "meatballs" as her fiancé and husband-to-be called them. Her crystal eyes were wide with anxiety, and she was pacing.
She did not know that Endymion was in the room adjacent to hers, doing the exact same thing. His hand reached up and ran through his silky black hair, and his stormy blue eyes were worried. As he wore the carpet out, he waited.
Finally, Lord Jadeite knocked on the door. "You better get to the altar. The bride will be coming soon."
Endymion gulped, and walked out of the room, into the hall, and to the altar, doing his best not to meet his mother's gaze. He looked around him.
His best man was Duke Kunzite, first in command of his honor guard. The other ushers were Lord Jadeite, M. Zoisite, Lord Alex, and Count Nephrite. They were all wearing regal-looking uniforms that his mother, the Queen, had looked over petulantly, and sighed, before muttering that she supposed it was the best she could do, seeing as they refused to wear the tuxedoes that would have matched the bridesmaids so perfectly.
Out stepped his sister, Princess Helene, looking demure, shy, and scared to death. She gulped and began scattering the pure white rose petals, mixed with the creamy pink and intense red ones. With each step she strode, she gained more confidence.
Behind her, stepped the Maid of Honor. (That is how it goes right? The bride last? I'm not really sure … hehehe) Duchess Minalla, now properly married to Duke Kunzite, stepped out. He supposed she should have actually been Matron of Honor, but if you dared call her a Matron to her face, you would definitely regret it. Yes, she looked stunning in her pale yellow dress that she insisted on wearing, contrary to the popular pink one.
Then stepped the four bridesmaids. Lady-Princess Rayelle (her official title now), Mme. Amelia, Lady Nereilla, and Countess Litarena were all equally stunning in different shades of bridesmaid dresses. Rayelle wore pale red, Amelia wore pale blue, Nereilla wore pale aqua, and Litarena wore pale green.
Princess Beryl, unfortunately (thankfully) did not come. Neither did her elder brother, Prince Demando (who had developed a distasteful obsession for Serenity.)
And then Serenity stepped out. Prince Endymion caught his breath. She looked stunning.
Her silvery-blonde hair was up in its normal do, but now, it wasn't pinned back to keep it out of her eyes. It flowed down to the floor, passing possibly miles of silver and white silk and velvet, satin and ermine, and some of the most expensive pearl-embroidered cloths in the kingdom. The golden moon on her forehead was visible, and her dress had a plunging neckline, though most of it was covered with pale veil material, which visibly showed her locket, a gift from the Prince.
She treaded softly and slowly, and her eyes shone with happiness. Although layers of white veil covered her face, he could see the small, shy, nervous smile that adorned her face, and he had the urge to run to her right then and there and sweep her off her feet.
He, of course, suppressed the urge … with some difficulty. He allowed himself to smile brightly at her instead, and felt much happier when she smiled back, confidence gaining.
As they stood before the Priest … er, Priestess, Ms. Setsuna, who as High Priestess of Pluto, was ministering the wedding. As she recited the traditional passage, Endymion and Setsuna answered them proudly, as if they were the first people ever to get married.
When the time came for them to seal their marriage with a kiss, they gave it all they got, stopping guiltily only at the glare the Queen gave them.
Serenity smiled. She would remember this day for the rest of her life. As she glanced at the Queen, she was pleased to see that even the Queen was filled with pride.
The Queen had been the only one opposed to the match. King Damien had smiled at the couple and assented, but she was indignant. Her son, Crown Prince of Terra was marrying a peasant?
In the beginning, she even issued a Queen's Decree that anyone who participated in the wedding would be sentenced to the dungeons. After she had gotten to know Serenity, of course, and found out about Serenity's title (which was now just a formality, since there were no longer any Lunarians), she got used to the idea and had encouraged it.
Now, everybody was happy, and married, so they all lived blissfully ever after.
The End.
Happy?