A/N: The last chapter is finally here it's time for celebration. I want to thank my faithful reviewers and especially CrAzYhOrSeGiRl88 who has reviewed since the beginning. The chapter is dedicated to all of you. I love you guys!!!!
Disclaimer: Alright by now you have to know these characters aren't mine right? If you don't then HELLO where have you been these last 10 chapters?
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Epilogue:
"Daine, you'll be fine. Calm down so we can do your hair!" Thayet exclaimed.
"I can't just calm down. You know, what if he changes his mind? What if he leaves me at the altar? What if… what if…?" Daine replied pacing the room.
She was in a pure white sleeveless wedding dress that clung to her in all the right places. It had very intricate embroidery that exaggerated her every move. The dress flowed down to the floor in a train that went two feet behind her.
"Daine sit down." Do you want me to get Numair and he'll tell you that he won't leave you at the altar?" Alanna asked slowly becoming impatient.
"What? Oh gods no! He can't see me before the wedding. It's bad luck!!"
"Okay then Daine you have to sit down!" said Alanna pushing Daine into a chair by her shoulders.
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Meanwhile in Numair's room George and Jon were having similar problems.
"Numair yeh have to calm down!" George cried (A/N: sounds familiar doesn't it :) When Numair didn't stop pacing George said, "Jon, can't you do anythin'?"
King Jonathan sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Fine. Numair, I as king order you to calm down and take a seat before I have to take more drastic measures!"
Numair stopped for a second looked at Jonathan puzzled and finally took a seat.
"Thank Mithros and all the gods in the realm above!" George exclaimed,
"Thank you now are we all calm the wedding starts in half an hour!"
"Numair, sorry I had to do that you were going crazy." Jon apologized. "I had to you to get you to calm down."
"It's all right Jon," Numair said quietly, "but what if she changes her mind?"
"You know that won't happen," said a voice from the doorway. Everyone turned towards the door to reveal Thayet leaning against the door frame. " You know we just had the same conversation with Daine ten minuets ago"
"How is she?" Numair whispered.
"She's fine just a little nervous. "Seeing Numair's face she continued, "Everything will be fine. Now come on everyone's waiting."
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Later at the altar Numair was standing between Jon who would be saying the mass and George who served as the best man (A/N: sorry I couldn't think of anyone else as far I know they don't talk much.)
The music began to play and the back doors opened. Alanna followed by Onua came out both in an embroidered pale violet dress holding a small bouquet. Then a cute little girl followed them skipping down the aisle throwing flowers randomly in the air.
Two elegant white doves trailing sparkling white and silver streamers followed after Alanna, Onua and the girl took their places. Then the music changed and Daine stepped into the doorway. She seemed to glide instead of walk down the aisle with her dress flowing around her. Her hair was up with soft curls flowing down and holding as bouquet of white roses. When she reached the altar Numair smiled at her and both of their worries faded.
"We are here today to join Master Numair Salmalin and Veralidaine Sarrasri in marriage." Jon began.
"Do you Numair Salmalin take Veralidaine Sarrasri as your lawful wedding wife?"
Numair looked into Daine's eyes, "I do."
"Do you Veralidaine Sarrasri take Numair Salmalin as your lawful wedding wife?"
She smiled, "I do."
A pair of golden scissors was brought up to the altar on a velvet pillow by a little boy who smiled and lifted the pillow towards them. Daine took the scissors off the pillow and cut a strand from Numair's ponytail and her own hair. She handed them to Numair and she did the same to her soft curls and his hair. Together they twisted the strands together and recited:
"Twist and twine
Your heart with mine.
Cling close and never part"
The hair began to rise out of their hands and solidify.
"Twist and twine,
Your heart with mine.
By this time they were both holding a ring. Each ring was a gold and silver piece woven together. Numair lifted up Daine's hand and placed his ring unto her finger, looked at her and mouthed "I love you." Daine took Numair's hand a placed her ring onto his finger and mouthed, "I love you, too" and smiled.
"You may kiss the bride."
Numair took Daine's hand pulled her close and brought his lips to hers in a kiss that held all the love in each of their hearts. They were oblivious to the cheers and didn't notice that every face in the chapel had tears running down. All they knew was that they were married happy and if they died the next day they would've died the happiest couple on earth.
The End
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Additional Disclaimer: The poem and whole idea with the hair from the wedding was from Gail Carson Levine's 'The Two Princesses of Bamarre'. I changed a few lines to some I like more but the rest was hers.
A/N: So did you like it I think that was the best not to mention definitely the longest chapter through out the whole story. I forgot to say before sorry I know I told you guy that I'd have this chapter by last weekend – homework. Anyway I hoped you liked it I know I did.
So until next time ,
~Erynwen
