We're finally here, the end. I had never taken the task to write such a long and dramatic story, there were times where I thought I wouldn't finish, but I'm not one for leaving things undone.

Thank you, whomever you are, for taking your time to read some amateur's work on characters that I think we both love. Thanks for commenting and reviewing the story, it's a great reminder that I'm not the only one invested on this.

Lastly, if you want to write, just start somewhere, I know my first attempts weren't good, but then you get an idea that you love and you can't stop spitting out words.

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KING LUCAS

EPILOGUE

As the band played behind him, Lucas poured a couple of drinks for him and his date.

"Here you go." He said, putting her cup in front of her.

"Thanks." Annie replied smiling, she couldn't stop showing how her new tooth was coming up.

He looked at the dance floor, all of his friends and family were there. His heart warmed up when his eyes collided with a certain blonde.

Forgiveness is not an easy gift to give, but when two people love each other suddenly it doesn't feel so hard to meet them halfway.

For Maya and Lucas it didn't happen over night, they slowly grew close again, Lucas very aware of the space he had to give her. Smoothies turned into movie nights, smiles turned into stomach- aching laughs, hand strokes turned into kisses and sooner rather than later 'you sucks' turned into 'I love yous'.

And although bad habits are hard to break, Lucas stopped manipulating his way through life. People stopped being assets and became friends. His nightmares still woke him up some nights, but he had learned to deal with his panic attacks.

"Lukey, that arc is so wonderful, I think it's the best piece you've done." His mom surprised him from behind, she looked so beautiful in white, her smile reached her eyes again.

"Anything for the bride." He said, he still wasn't calling Boyle his dad, even after the many times he had insisted. He saw Maya again, she was calling for him at the dance floor. "I'm being summoned." He kissed his mother's cheek and headed towards his girlfriend.

"You make a good wedding planner." Maya told him as they swirled around.

"I had a good assistant." Lucas said. "At least for the cake."

"By the way, were those tears you were trying to hide during the ceremony?" She asked, grinning widely.

"No, I just had allergies." He replied, she giggled as he dipped her.

As the party came to an end, Maya and Lucas were sitted in a table, her bare feet resting over his lap, eating their second slice of chocolate cake. It was that time when everything turned gold.

"Hey, Lucas?" She asked.

"Yeah?" He asked back, cleaning his plate.

"I know you don't do this anymore, but I was thinking that maybe just for this time, you might have energy for one more plan." She said, looking past him.

He turned around, he found Shawn Hunter, the photographer for the wedding, taking a picture of Katy. They were talking and giggling, but Lucas noticed something quite rare in their eyes, they didn't share that gleam that so many people like Riley or Mr. Matthews had. Instead, they shared the same dark, hopeless, broken eyes.

"I don't think that's necessary." He assured her, maybe hope wasn't for suckers after all.

Lucas Friar was no longer king, yet he had everything he ever wanted. And although he had lost his throne and crown, to him, a kingdom seemed like a small price to pay when it came to happiness.