A/N: It's over! cries I've loved writing and posting this whole story, and I have to thank all of you who reviewed, and anyone out there who has read this, but didn't review (hint hint REVIEW cough hint hint). Don't worry, this isn't the last you'll be hearing from me - keep an eye out for a Jovarii/Obi-Wan one-shot songfic, and a series of song parodies. Thank you for reading, and I hope you like this chapter! May the Force be with you all

Chapter Eighteen: Epilogue

Three weeks later…

Anakin waited nervously in his best robes, looking around the room. His eyes flicked from Master Yoda to Mace Windu, and he glanced at Obi-Wan, who stood nearby, the newest member of the Jedi Council. He ran his hand through his hair, feeling the spot where his Padawan braid used to be. He recalled the ceremony that had taken place when he officially attained the rank of Jedi Knight two weeks ago. He had been called to the Council afterwards, and now he ran through the meeting in his head.

"Congratulate you, we do on your elevation to Jedi Knight," Yoda said. "Another matter, however, we wish to discuss."

"We are aware of your relationship with Tsena Jotain," Mace put in. "We know also your wish to marry."

"An interesting puzzle it has been," Yoda added.

"The circumstances surrounding the two of you have caused us to consider our decision carefully," Mace went one. "And this is our decision: we have altered the Code to allow couples to marry on the condition of approval and consent from the Council. You and Tsena have shown us that love, if pure, can strengthen and aid a Jedi with uncorrupted motives. Anakin, you have our permission and approval to marry Tsena."

Anakin glanced again at Obi-Wan. His former Master stood beside Jovarii, who wore a simple metal band on her finger. The two Jedi stood close together, their hands almost touching – they were to wed next week. Obi-Wan had told him of his relationship with her shortly after he had received permission to marry Tsena. Anakin grinned at the memory of his former master's hesitant words – he had seemed to be apprehensive of his reaction to the confession. Anakin had of course been nothing but supportive and happy for Obi-Wan – he felt he deserved personal happiness after all his altruistic work for the Jedi and the Republic.

Anakin's nerves were beginning to rise. He glanced to the side at the newly elected Supreme Chancellor of the Republic, Padmé Amidala. She flashed him an encouraging smile, and he returned it with a shaky one of his own. The two of them had remained friends after Count Dooku's death, and he was grateful to be able to share his memories of his mother with someone who had met her.

The door slid open and Tsena walked in, clad in a simple white dress, her long dark tresses falling in soft waves around her face, her Padawan braid, like Anakin's, now gone. As soon as Anakin looked into her beautiful blue and gold eyes, his nervousness melted away and was replaced with pure joy and certainty – this was right.

Jovarii smiled with tears of pride and delight in her eyes as Tsena walked past her. Her former Padawan turned to briefly clasp her hand and smile at her.

You look beautiful, Tsena. I am so happy for you, she told her silently.

Thank you, Jovarii. It means so much to have you here with me, Tsena replied. And I am entirely glad for you and Obi-Wan.

Jovarii smiled and let her go, watching her walk up to her waiting husband-to-be. She stepped back next to Obi-Wan and turned to gaze at him momentarily. She felt his warm hand slip into hers, and she smiled. Together, they turned to watch the rest of the ceremony.

Obi-Wan glanced down at her as the ceremony began. Soon they would be in the same positions as their former Padawans were now. Soon they would be beginning their lives as husband and wife.

Tsena stepped beside Anakin and took his hands in hers. The Teranian holy man began to recite the ancient marriage vows. Anakin repeated them, the smile on his face making him more handsome than ever. Tsena could think of nothing more perfect than this act, this official union between her and the man who was half of her soul, and had all of her heart.

She recited the vows after the holy man, speaking the words with complete sincerity from her heart.

"From this day forward, I pledge my life to you. I give you my heart and soul, and my love for you will never fade or grow weary. I will honour and protect you, comfort and guide you, and cherish and love you even after the final hour. Our lives will be as one. May your dreams be woven with mine, may your days be entwined with mine, and may your destiny be mine."

I love you, Anakin, she told him, tears of joy brimming in her eyes. He lifted his hand to her cheek.

I love you too, Tsena.

And Anakin and Tsena shared their first sweet kiss as husband and wife.

Fin