Chapter Twenty-One

'They say that a person's past will always follow them wherever they go,' Rose looked up to find a handsome man taking a seat beside her.

She smiled, 'If you were in my past, I don't see how I could have let you go.'

The younger male flashed her a killer smile with his pearly whites, he was what the doctor ordered tall, dark and handsome. 'Oh, I think that no matter how much fun we have, you'd probably still leave me.'

'Who are you?'

'The knight, who has come to take you away.'

'My knight,' she smiled at the thought of having a knight in shining armor. It had been three months since she had left the city and had taken to enjoying her freedom in the Bahamas. With the money she had taken from the company, she could live the rest of her life in luxury. Of course, she could also use some fun and looking over at the handsome male, she could only imagine all the fun they could have together. 'What brings you here?'

'A woman,' he admitted.

'Really, such a shame,' she looked down at her drink with lost interest.

'Yes, and I think that I've found her,' he looked over at her.

'Hmm, are you certain that I am her?'

'Ah, I have a feeling that you are,' the drink that he had ordered from the bartender earlier arrived and he took a sip. 'Therefore, I would like to formally introduce myself, I am Walter Homes and you my beautiful tropical flower.'

She couldn't help but get excited at being courted by a handsome man, 'I am a flower, but not the tropical kind. My name is Rose Thorn.'

'Ah, it seems that I was right in my assumption. You are the flower that I have been searching for all this time.'

Rose suddenly became alert, she took him in completely, noticing what she failed to see before the concealed badge, 'You're—-'

'A knight, the oldest form of law keeper,' he grabbed her wrist before she could make a run for it.

'You have no rights here,' she informed him.

'Oh, I think that my friends here might have a different opinion,' two local police officers walked in to arrest her.

'Is this her?'

'Yes,' he took out the wanted pages with her picture.

'Ma'am, you are under arrest anything that you say can and will be used against you in the court of law,' the officer that was handcuffing her began in his thick accent.

'I'll be seeing you soon, Rose,' Walter told her as she was being taken away.

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Namine felt uncomfortable as she waited, the door opened, and she turned to see an officer walk in with her mother close behind. 'Please remember not to touch or give anything to the prisoner,' the officer stated.

'Mother,' Namine got up when she saw her mother, the shadow of the woman that she once was. Her long golden hair no longer shimmering brilliantly, her face and skin pale and wasted from lack of beauty treatments and makeup.

Rose studied her beautiful daughter, but instead of greeting her warmly she coldly asked, 'What brings you here?'

'I come to see you and talk to you,' she reached out to her, but she retracted.

'Now, why would you do that,' after being brought back to the states, Rose had been charged and sentenced to years behind bars.

'I wanted to see if you were doing fine or needed anything,' she answered.

'I was doing fine before being locked up here,' she snapped, 'but this is all a result of your beloved cousin.'

Namine shook her head, 'This was your own doing and I am sorry that I can't help you escape it, but I can help you at least be more comfortable.'

'Ha,' Rose mocked laughter, 'then if you are not here to offer me help to get out of here. Then you have wasted your time coming here.'

Rose made to leave, 'Mother,' Namine called out to her, stopping her.

'You were my pride and joy, but now you mean nothing to me,' Rose told her as she turned to leave and tell the guard to take her back.

Namine crumbled to the ground, 'I thought that I could at least tell you the good news,' her hands went to her own belly before getting up and taking her leave.

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Ursa could see the sadness in her cousin's brilliant blue hues, 'I am assuming things didn't go well.'

'I thought that with enough time given, things would be easier, but they just turned out horrible,' she confessed as tears began to fall down her face.

'Hmm,' Rose was a stubborn woman, and her anger and fury clouded her judgement. 'Once her anger dissipates and she realized that all of this is her own doing, she'll come around.'

'You don't understand, she really knows how to hold her grudges against people.'

'You are her daughter and once she finds that her anger towards you in misplaced, she'll reach out and want to reconnect.'

'I,' Ursa labored up from her place in the armchair and walked over to the couch to where her cousin was and reached out her arms to embrace her.

'It's okay, just remember that you have a family and friends that love you. A man that is willing to make you happy and a baby that is on the way. So, you have to stay strong and give her time.'

Namine sniffed, 'You're right.'

'There,' Ursa pulled back and wiped at the tears Namine shed down her plum cheeks. 'I think, that Roxas and Riku should be back anytime soon and I don't need Roxas thinking that I am being mean to his future bride.'

'Now that you mention that, how about a double wedding?'

Ursa looked down at her cousin in surprise, 'Why the sudden decision?'

'Because I want to share one of the happiest moments of our lives together with you. My mother ruined your first attempt at getting married by leaving you in bed to recover and with a baby growing inside you, you weren't able to fit into your wedding dress, so why not?'

'We were thinking about a winter wedding,' she told her.

'I am happy with anything,' Namine looked up at her hopefully, 'we can do it outside if you want.'

'But before we decide on something like this why don't we talk to Roxas and Riku?' Ursa had no problem with it, but she wasn't sure how Riku would feel about postponing the wedding a bit longer.

'They'll just say that we should do what we want. The only thing that they'll have issues with is the honeymoon.'

Ursa flared up at the thought of the honeymoon, with her being in her final weeks of the pregnancy their intimacy had been placed on hold, 'That's probably true.'

'See,' Namine beamed, 'I can't wait to tell everyone the good news.'

Ursa didn't have the heart to tell her no, she had already suffered so many setbacks that her rejection would just crush her. Ever since the incident, Namine had stuck to her like glue and tried to make up for everything her mother had done to her. Nursing her, giving her gifts, offering to help, and now wanting to share her special evening with her and Riku. She returned the smile and nodded her head as she watched her cousin begin to plan the wedding that would get postpone for another year.

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'I can't believe that she gave this to you,' Ursa said as she watched Riku walk in the house with a framed wrapped in brown parchment paper.

'I can't believe that she found out were we worked and had it delivered there,' Riku said as she lifted the package.

'But why would she send us something?'

'Don't know,' Riku just like her had been baffled by the sudden gift.

'I wonder what it is?'

'Maybe a picture of us. She did take one before we left and said something about a desert garden,' he suggested.

'So, you think she sent us the picture out of guilt for taking it without consent?'

'Maybe, but to give it to us. A pair of strangers is a bit off.'

'You never know,' Roxas said as he walked through the open door carrying a white package.

As soon as the females heard Roxas' voice they both became more alert and elated at his arrival. Namine appeared from the living room to greet him with a kiss and Ursa turned away from Riku to look at him with adoration. Well, it was more of the box that he was carrying with the cakes they had sent him out to get, while Riku went to the company to grab the package sent to them. 'Humph, you'd think he's the one you are in love with and not me. Seeing how happy you are to see him,' he grumbled.

Ursa turned back to look at him, 'I am excited to see you,' she reassured him.

'Hmph, I don't see you looking at me the way you look at that box of cake,' he muttered.

'How about I promise to look at you like that the next time you came through the door,' she offered him.

'You're a horrible woman that likes to play with my poor little fragile heart,' he pouted.

She laughed merrily at him before leaning over and kissing him, 'If it makes you feel better, I cherish our time together and would take you over a piece of cake.'

When she looked at him with soft dark hues and endearing smile, it tugged the corner of his lips upward. She always knew what to say to make him smile and fall in love with her all over again. 'Well, while you lover birds decide to open the package or not. We'll, go get coffee and plate the cake up,' Namine told them as she and Roxas headed to the kitchen with Roxas waving in greeting as he followed his excited bride to be.

'Well, let's find out what surprise she's given us,' Riku told her.

After Riku set the frame down on the couch, she began to unwrap the brown paper to find not a picture of them captured in the gallery, but a painting. 'That's…'

'Us,' Riku stated at the beautiful rendition of Ursa and him embracing each other in a desert rose garden.

'How did,' she just stared at the image of herself and wondered if that was really how people saw her.

As they stood there staring at the painting, Roxas and Namine returned both surprised at how quiet the two had become. They joined their side after setting the cake and coffee down on the coffee table. 'Wow, you didn't tell me that you had a painting done,' Namine said in awe as she looked at the painting of her cousin in a beautiful garden oasis in the middle of a desert with the moonlight and stars lighting the night.

'We didn't,' Ursa answered.

'There is a note,' Namine pointed out and watched as Riku reached out to grab the note to read it.

'It says that this is thanks for the first painting of 'Desert Rose' that she created. Since it was such a success and she used our images without permission, she created something just for us. She calls it 'Destined Souls'.'

'But that doesn't explain how she was able to paint an image of me,' Ursa pointed out.

'Well, you and Riku have been receiving a lot of publicity lately,' Roxas suggested. 'She must have either seen you on T.V. or in the magazine spread for the wedding dresses.'

'Yeah, but,' she looked at the painting and felt like she had captured her at her most vulnerable moment.

'Where are you going to hang it,' Namine asked Ursa was enthralled by the painting.

'I don't know, we'll have to find a spot for it,' she mumbled.

'We'll have to send her a thank you note and an invitation to the wedding,' Riku said as he lifted the painted and went to put it somewhere aside so that they could all sit in the living room comfortably.

As they all settled down, Namine looked over at Ursa and gave her head a little nod. Ursa remembered their previous conversation, 'So, Namine and I were talking earlier and were wondering if you two would be okay with a double wedding.'

'A double wedding,' Roxas asked as he turned to look at his fiancée, who looked at him optimistically with large glistening hopeful hues.

'One for winter,' Namine told them, 'in the backyard.'

'Ursa,' Riku turned to his fiancée.

'Yes,' she looked up at him with his huge dark hues.

'Are you sure this is what you want,' their wedding was supposed to be at the end of the year, but he knew that with making it a double wedding, Namine would want to look her best and with her only being a couple of months pregnant they would have to wait a whole year.

Ursa nodded, 'When we get married doesn't matter to me. What matters is that we're together,' she confessed, 'and sharing the moment with Namine and Roxas will be magical because of all the love we'll all be sharing.'

'Right,' Namine agreed as she nodded her head up and down. 'It's not about the when or where, but with who.'

'Well, if Ursa is okay with it then I don't see why not,' Riku said as he reached out and grabbed Ursa's hand in his, intertwining their fingers. She smiled up at him and leaned forward to kiss him lightly on the lips.

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Ursa felt herself go limp, she was drained of all her energy and felt like she couldn't move a muscle. 'Ms. Veale, you did a wonderful job,' Doctor Rider announced as she beamed at the baby that she held in her hands. 'You have a beautiful baby girl.'

The little girl was placed in her arms and as she looked and studied her face, she couldn't help but feel overcome with joy. Her baby was healthy and normal. She was perfect, Ursa smiled as she began to make herself comfortable next to her bosom. 'She's beautiful.'

'Well, I do have good looks,' Riku teased as he looked down at the two special women in his life.

'I am going to have to take her back to get cleaned up and tested,' Dr. Rider told her. 'During that time, we'll get you transferred to another room and you two can think of a name for your little one.'

Both parents nodded and watched as the doctor took the baby and handed her over to the nurse in waiting. Afterwards, once she was transferred to another room, Riku and her both waited in anticipation to see their baby girl once again. 'How are you feeling,' he asked her as he took a seat beside her bed and grabbed her hand in his.

'Relieved,' she beamed at him. 'She's lovely and healthy.'

'Every parent is biased to their own children, but yeah, she's perfect,' Riku leaned over and kissed her. 'I love you.'

'I love you too,' she told him, knowing it wasn't a lie because she could feel it inside her soul that she and him were fated to be together.

'So, have you decided on a name for her?'

'I,' she wasn't sure but the more she remembered her daughter's chubby cheeks, button nose, big aquamarine hues, and thick dark hair. She was a perfect mixture of her and Riku, which would always be a reminder of their love. A love that is bright like the sun and burned like an everlasting fire, 'I was going to say I am not sure. However, the more that I think about it, the more I think that Oriana is a beautiful name that would suit her just right.'

'Oriana,' Riku repeated the name, enjoying the sound of it.

'Oriana Amistad Rite,' she told him and when she saw his face break out into a huge smile, she knew that it was the correct choice. 'You think that your mother might like it?'

'She'll love it,' he told her and in that moment the door to her room was opened and they were reunited with their baby girl.

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'Aren't you adorable,' Amistad cooed at the little girl dressed in a white frilly dress, with bright aquamarine hues that reminded her of her father.

Oriana giggled as her grandmother tickled her side, a smile and giggle that were a similar imitation of mother. Liam, who was younger and not getting attention began to cry. 'Aww, what's the matter with my big boy,' Gabriel, who was walking into the nursery asked as he heard his grandson crying. 'Come here,' Gabriel told him as he reached out and lifted him up in his arms. 'Now no more crying, your Mommy won't be able to enjoy her day if she's worried about you.'

Liam sniffled as the huge tears in his light blue hues continued to flow freely. 'Can't resist not being the center of attention, can he?'

'Now, Amistad, he's just a baby,' Gabriel wiped at the tears his eleven-month-old grandson shed.

'I remember his mother used to be a cry baby too when she was little, she always wanted attention.'

'Amistad.'

'It's true,' she recalled the tantrums Namine used to throw when she wasn't getting attention from either parent. 'He should learn from Oriana, that crying is not the answer for everything. She's such a good girl.'

'Of course, she doesn't cry, she's a year and a half,' Gabriel defended.

'You two are arguing again,' Lily and Jonathan walked into the nursery so they could come to see the two little munchkins.

'No, I am just stating facts,' she told them.

'Well, I don't think that they want to hear who the better grandchild is,' Jonathan stated as he grabbed his granddaughter.

'Both are equally cute and loved,' Lily grabbed Liam, who was a darling little cherub with golden hair, light blue hues, chubby little body. Like his cousin he was also dressed up, in a little black tux.

Both Amistad and Gabriel glared at each other before coming to a truce, but it would only last so long because they constantly fought over which baby was better. The good thing was that the babies were none the wiser and got along just fine. 'Oh,' Amistad remembered their blankets since Lily and Jonathan were in charge of getting them ready to go outside, 'don't forget to wrap them in their blankets after you got them in their coats.'

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Rose sadly gazed at the bars of her jail cell, 'Why so sad, Love,' her cellmate asked.

She turned frosty hues that were tired and worn out to her cellmate and felt the corners of her lips turn downward. The larger and fully plump woman had taken it upon herself to become friends with her. Nevertheless, besides her being a good listener, Rose didn't feel any sense of friendship towards the woman. 'Why would you care?'

'Because you seem gloomier than the last time you visited with your daughter and your damper lowers the spirits in our cozy little cell.'

'Oh, please forgive me and my mood,' she mocked apologetically.

Her cellmate brushed it off, 'So are you going to spill the beans or what?'

'My daughter, she's getting married today,' she confessed.

'Oh,' she nodded understanding how upset she would have been if she missed her son's wedding. 'I member my son's wedding, it happened before I did his father in. It was the happiest moment of my life to see him together with the woman that he loves.'

'Ann, I don't want to hear about your happy memories.'

'Bitter, ain't ya? But you made amends with her, didn't ya? I am sure that next time she visits, she'll tell you all the exciting details of what happened.'

'It's not the same.'

'You should have thought about that before you tried to kill your niece and steal money from your family,' Ann reprimanded her.

'I would have gotten away, if that rat, Xemnas, hadn't told them where they could find me,' Rose's gloom began to transform into anger.

'In life we all make our own beds in which we lay in.'

'Humph,' Rose turned her head in annoyance at Ann's words.

'Truth hurts, be we all have to realize that we have to change for the best.'

'Have you,' Rose snapped.

'I did what I did because my husband abused me and beat the shit out of me,' Ann told her. 'However, the police, my son and family didn't see it as an act of defense. They saw that my husband was cheating on me and figured it was in the heat of passionate rage that I murdered him. Yet I don't mind being here, I got friends and am at peace with myself.'

'You're a strange woman,' Rose mumbled, but only referring to her liking her life behind bars.

'I've been here for five years. My son doesn't come to visit and neither does my other family. If I would have continued with my husband, I'd probably be dead now, so in a way I think I got the better end of the stick.'

Rose looked at the woman and somehow felt pity for her, 'Have you tried to reconnect with your son?'

'Please, I am in prison for murdering the man that he looked up to and loved. He ain't ever going to forgive me or see that what I did was in self-defense. But you're lucky, your daughter was able to forgive you for everything hateful you said to her and did to your own family. Heck, she even brought you your grandson so that he could meet you, his grandmother. Girl should be ashamed of you, but she ain't and that's the greatest gift you can have in this hell hole of rot.'

Rose took in every word Ann spoke and knew that it was true, she was lucky to have a daughter as kind as Namine. Maybe it was a good thing that she took after her kindhearted father and not her. Which meant that there might also be hope for her too, six more years in prison with good behavior and she might be able to start a new. 'Ann?'

'What?'

'Thank you,' Rose nodded and slightly smiled, knowing that her bitter words were out of kindness. Once she got out, she'd start anew and her first step besides asking for forgiveness was going to help Ann. After all, she did believe she was only trying to protect herself. For as annoying as she was, she wasn't a coldblooded killer.

Ann cocked her head as she looked over at her cellmate, 'You're a weird one, but I am glad that you ain't as mopey as before.'

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Ursa lifted her hands to her heart, trying to control her racing heart and growing nerves. In a few short moments she'd be married to the man that she loved. 'Ursa,' she turned her head at the sound of her name and Amistad's voice.

'Amistad,' she beamed as she turned to greet her greatest companion and mother figure.

'You look radiant,' she told her as she walked over to her.

'I don't think that I can compare to Namine,' Ursa recalled her cousin in the wedding gown in the next room.

'Don't say that,' Amistad reprimanded her.

'You know, I still see her sometimes,' she turned back to the full-length mirror she was looking at earlier and studied her reflection.

Amistad looked over her shoulder at her, 'Of course, she will always be a part of you and even though you might not have liked her appearance, she was beautiful.'

'She,' Ursa began to see her skin turn black and fur appear all over her body. Dark brown hues turned to black pits and silky black hair began to get frizzy, changing her back to the woman that she once was.

'She was and is a great woman, one that learned early in life how difficult it is to make it because of how people judge appearances. However, she overcame the difficulty of not being accepted and flourished into a wonderful young woman, who finally got everything that was denied. Nevertheless, there is one thing that is left for you and her to truly be happy.'

Ursa shifted her gaze way from her reflection and to Amistad, 'But I am,' she answered, yet noticed Amistad shake her head with an all knowing smile on her lips.

'You might be happy, but there is still one thing that you need to do before you can finally find true happiness and that my dear is accepting yourself entirely.'

Ursa returned to studying herself and realized that what Amistad said was correct. She'd never stop fearing her past if she never learned to accept it. For without her hardships, she probably wouldn't be the determined and hardheaded woman that she was now. Ursa of the past might have had her physical flaws, but she had still been kind and loving to those that cared for her. Maybe it hadn't translated well to her father, she remembered the sadness in his light blue hues every time he went to visit her and how she always wished he would stop visiting her. To leave her alone in her own little world with Amistad and Riku, but now that she was older and a parent herself. She knew that her father wasn't sad because he hated her or was disgusted by her appearance, but because he had blamed himself. That there was something that he had done and nothing he could do to help her.

Yet he always came, he always accepted her and never turned her away. Something that she needed to do as well. 'You are right,' Ursa began and watched as the image of her old self smiled back at her. 'I had the misfortune of being cursed with a hideous appearance, but that never changed who I was and how fortunate. Because I had you by my side, an annoying friend and persistent father, a grandmother that didn't know me until the end but still loved me. It's thanks to all on you that I am now able to be with my family and have a family of my own. I am not ashamed of who I was and who I am, if not for her I don't know what or where I'd be.'

'I am sure you would have still followed your dream and ended up here,' Amistad told her as she wrapped her arms around her and gave her a back hug. 'And I would still be proud of her.'

'You have so much confidence in me and Riku being about to charm me again,' she teased.

'The only difference is your childhood would have been a lot happier, but you, you would still be you.'

Ursa turned around and hugged her, 'But in my own way, I was happy and that is all thanks to you. I don't know how I will ever repay your kindness and love.'

'You don't have to repay me anything,' Amistad told her as she enjoyed the embrace and love Ursa showered her with. 'After all you've already given me all I ever wanted in life. To see my son happy, which you've done. As well as given me a beautiful granddaughter.'

Ursa pulled away when she remembered her daughter, 'Oriana?'

'She's with her other grandparents waiting downstairs,' Amistad answered. 'Now we should get going before they think that you got wet feet and decided to chicken out.'

'I would never,' she beamed as she pulled away and went to grab her veil. 'I might be nervous, but I would never leave him.'

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Riku stood up straight as he waited by the alter for his beautiful bride to be. As always, she surprised him with her beauty and her radiance as she glowed against the snowing back drop. As decided, they had a winter wedding with ice sculptures and snow figurines. The guest were all dressed in warm winter coats, the cold not fazing them as they were blown away by Ursa and Namine, who walked down the aisle with their father's. He didn't deny that he was bias to his stunning bride, because as beautiful as Namine was, he only had eyes for Ursa. The wedding dress was made for her, it was figure fitted at the top and showcased her lovely curves. About mid-thigh it flared out into a long loose skirt, the lace on top was so detailed he wondered how many hours it took to make it. 'You look marvelous,' he whispered to her as her father handed her over.

'Thank you,' she blushed bright red. 'You look handsome yourself.'

Riku smiled at her before turning back to the priest and the alter, where they would say their vows and start the rest of their lives together. Ursa held onto his hand tightly, because every time he was together with her, she felt at ease. 'Now with the power vested in me, I pronounce you husbands and wives. You may now kiss the brides.'

Riku turned to Ursa and pulled her veil off, 'I love you, you Silly Girl.'

'I love you too,' she whispered as she leaned up to kiss him.

'My daughter is so beautiful,' Gabriel whispered to Amistad.

'Maybe, but I think that Ursa's classic beauty is more appealing,' Amistad told him.

'Are we going to constantly fight over who's better?'

'No, we are just both bias to our children, but I still think that your daughter is beautiful and your grandchild cute,' she honestly answered.

'Yeah, but at the rate you two are going, you are setting a bad example for your grandchildren,' Jonathan leaned over as the two babies in their laps mimicked them.

'Sorry,' Gabriel mumbled as he looked down at the babies.

'I am sorry too,' Amistad grumbled as she pulled Oriana up and held her close to her chest.

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'I am so glad that the day is over,' Ursa sighed as she took off her heels and looked at the bed with longing.

'It wasn't so bad, was it?'

'No, but the party was too long,' she admitted. Ursa still hated being around so many people for long periods of time.

'Don't worry for our honeymoon there won't be anyone to interrupt us,' he told her as he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

She turned and cocked her head to up to look at him, 'Pervert.'

He grinned down at her, 'Only for you,' he told her as he leaned down to close the gap between them and kiss her plump full lips. 'And you are right the reception was rather long,' he mumbled as he slightly pulled away.

'I don't want to admit it, but I am glad they are gone too,' she turned around to return his embrace.

He leaned down and kissed her again, 'Don't ever leave me.'

'As long as you always love me, I'll always be by your side,' she whispered in-between kisses.

'Until the day I die,' he professed.

'Good,' she told him, 'and I'll love you until the stars fade away into nothingness.'

'Until the heavens fall to this Earth,' he told her.

'I love you,' she kissed him as he picked her up bridal style.

'This is just the beginning of our happily ever after,' he told her as he began to carry her to their bed.

Ursa laughed, 'I guess my life is like a fairy tale worth retelling.'

'Oh course,' he said as he laid her down on the bed before crawling on top of her, 'and I will always be there for your happy endings.'

Ursa couldn't stop the blush that filled her cheeks as she understood his hidden meaning and reached up both hands up to grab his face and pull him in for a kiss. 'I will hold you to that.'

THE END

A/N: I am finally finished. I didn't think that I was going to be able to finish on time, but I decided to just buckle down and get to editing. Didn't realize how much editing this chapter needed but am happy with the outcome. Ursa and Riku finally got their wedding and happy ending.

Amaranth: Which means that you can now start working on my story.

A: I just finished this one and have another one that I need to finish. (The author grumbles.)

Amaranth: Yeah, just you announced my story so long ago that your loyal readers are probably waiting to see what type of adventure you conjure up.

A: Riku probably needs a break.

Riku: The author is right. However it's been years since she announced that story that I am sure readers would look forward to her writing it.

A: Yeah, but I have a lot of other things planned and I don't want to overwork one of my best leading men.

Riku: Oh, so does that mean that I am just getting tossed aside.

Ursa: Wait a minute, this was supposed to be a Q&A about our story. (Ursa cut in.)

A: Right, so we should talk about the story that just ended and how good it makes us feel.

Amaranth: Ah, you're not getting out of this one.

Ursa: You're not letting her finish me work.

Riku: At least you to haven't been tossed aside for some other lead.

A: (Author looks around and decides to slowly make a retreat. Hoping that everyone that has made it this far enjoyed the story and she would like to take a moment to thank them for their support.)