A/n: Okay, I wrote this for closure's purpose. Simple epilogue, no need to review… unless you want to… I'd love to read it if you did. And everyone in the entire world should go see Fahrenheit 9/11, because Michael Moore is a genius and George W. Bush is a moron, who couldn't run a Wal-Mart, let alone our county. By the way, I got a little teary writing this. It's probably just because I'm premenstrual.
Epilogue
Daria leaned back on her pillows, exhausted. Tears of pain and mirth streamed down her face as the tiny baby was placed in her arms. It was so round and pink, with it's gray-blue eyes and silky skin. Not it, she thought. Him. He. A boy. He was their first child; the heir to the Kyrrian throne. He was hers. She looked at him, emotions running through her. Happiness. Hope. Pride. Fear. She stared at her little child, crying, when she heard the door open. Jerrold dashed to her side, his eyes wide with happiness.
"A-a son," he said quietly. "I…I have a son."
Daria smiled. "You have a son," she said.
Jerrold ran to the balcony overlooking the gardens and threw open the doors. "I have a son!" he screamed. "I have a son!"
"Come back here," said Daria in mock-seriousness. "We've yet to name him!"
Jerrold scampered back to bed. "What do you think we should call him?"
Daria looked at the child, his eyes wide, a charming look on his face. "Charmont," she said. "Charmont."
"Charmont!" cried Jerrold. "Charming Charmont!"
Daria laughed. "Charmont…but we'll call him Char," she said.
Jerrold nodded, taking Char from Daria's arms. "My son, Char," he said. "My son."
Daria and Jerrold became fair rulers. Kyrria prospered under their hand, and became known as a land of freedom. They inherited new lands and allies, always working together under the crown, for they'd found that two heads were better than one. Two years after Char was born, they had Cecilia, a bouncing baby girl.
The thrown of Ayorthia was passed to King Aubrey's nephew, Fredric, because he and Queen Claudia could produce no heir. Ayorthia and Kyrria remained in good contact and relations despite the death of Orlando.
Roan and Iris helped manage Kyrria along with Daria and Jerrold. They had two sons, Stephen and Percival, who became a well-known knights and Char's best friends.
And you know what? They really did live happily ever after.
A/n: Awww, it's over. Before you break out the tissues, I'll remind you that I have a new Ella fic coming out tomorrow! Oh, and this is your last time to review. So please, do it for me! It's your last time to tell me what you think.