Chapter 8

The first week at home was tough. I spent most of my time in my room. In the second week I wandered out one evening in the living room and sat down next to my mother. She looked at me and took me in her arms. I asked her what had happened in my absence while cuddling in my room So; she told me that one of her older female colleagues had become a grandmother and that she had spent a lot of time with the Allen's. The next day, Barry visited me and asked me about the books I had read in the past few weeks. He engaged me in a discussion about Tolkien and Rowling, who was the better writer. Thus passed the second week, Barry came to visit me. He even brought one day Henri and Nora with him. In week three, I still had not left the house; Roy was suddenly on our doorstep. He was involved in a fight with another guard. The other man had spoken badly about me. He assured me that he was not fired, but rather Thea had only sent him home so he could calm down. He traveled in the same week again. He said goodbye with the words that the world was open to me now and I should take advantage of this opportunity. In week four, we were visited by the Lance's. I left with Sara the first time out of the house and showed her the environment. When we returned, we caught Quentin and mom making out. Quentin turned bright red, my mother took it calmly, Sarah laughed and I just wanted to bleach my eyes. At the end of the week one thing was clear our parents were smitten with each other. I was happy for my mother, but could not help to feel sad because I could not have this happiness. But Quentin and Sara had eventually had to go back to their jobs. But I knew we'd see each other again soon. Quentin had invited us to spend Christmas/Hanukkah with them. Despite that I had the feeling that we would soon move in with the Lances, at least Mom. I decided to look for a place of my own. Although my heart did hurt when I thought of Oliver, but I thought I had the worst behind me. How wrong I was, when I learned that Oliver was giving a statement on TV that evening, that he would asking his Chosen One to marry him tomorrow.

I had cried myself to sleep. When I woke up the next morning, I felt miserable. I stayed lying in bed and stared at the wall. I didn't know how I could carry on. There was a knock. I ignored it. I knew it was Barry for sure, because my mother burst usually into the room without knocking. The door opened and I felt like someone sat down beside me on the bed.

"Barry, I do not want to talk."

I grumbled and buried myself deeper into my sheets.

"I am not Barry."

I spun around and in front of me on my bed sat Oliver.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to ask me for permission to marry another woman?"

I asked him. I tried to hold the tears at bay.

"No. I do not want your permission. I want something else from you."

"And that would be?" "

A yes"

"But that's impossible. I was eliminated from the Selection, because I allegedly stole something." I reminded him.

"I know. I also know that Helena is behind this."

"I thought so, but I'm still eliminated."

"I talked to my parents. I have not felt a seconds long, that you would steal something. So I agreed with my parents that if I find evidence that you had done nothing wrong, then I would be allowed to marry you. I let John interrogate the maid who had seen you supposedly stole. Last week she finally admitted that Helena had bribed her to testify having seen her come out of her room. However, Helena did not keep her end of the deal, so the maid came clean.

"I looked at him in astonishment. This man was so incredibly loyal. "So I get a yes from you?"

I grinned at him.

"To which question?"

He laughed.

"You are making me ask, aren't you?"

I grinned cheekily. He nodded, with a smile went down on one knee.

"Felicity Smoak, will you do me the greatest honor of being my wife?"

I was in tears.

"Yes"

"Yes?"

"Yes"

Oliver's eyes shone as he fished the ring out of his trouser pocket, and put it on my ring finger.

"I love you"

He whispered. I put my hand on his cheek.

"I love you too."

I whispered back. Then his lips were on mine. I could swear that a firework exploded in me; one of the special kinds of fireworks.

We stayed entwined for a long time until John knocked on the door to give us notice that we should make our way back to the palace. So we parted reluctantly from each other. We said goodbye to my mother, who was over the moon about my engagement. On the way to the airport I fell asleep in Oliver's arms. Everything had been very exciting and nerve-wracking.

I awoke only when we arrived at the palace. We got out and Oliver immediately reached for my hand.

"You are expected in the great hall."

A servant informed Oliver. In the great hall, the royal couple, Thea, Roy and other guards was waiting. Thea jumped up immediately to me and pulled me into a hug. From the corner of my eye I could see Roy and Oliver shaking hands. After that I was embraced surprisingly by Moira.

"Welcome in the family."

The king said to me as he pulled me into a hug as well. Thea bounced excitedly up and down next to me.

"We have so much to do, for the wedding, flower, food, your wedding dress. What do you think of a spring wedding?"

Thea gushed. "Thea, calm down, we have to do something else first."

Oliver interrupted her and then ordered a servant.

"Bring them here!"

We did not have to wait long, as the door opened, and Isabel and Helena entered the great hall. Helena responded first.

"What is she doing here?"

She asked angrily.

"My fiancée is here as a witness."

Oliver answered calmly.

"Fiancee? That's impossible. She was eliminated. She has violated the rules. She stole from me."

Helena spat.

"Lies"

Roy growled.

"There was a witness."

Helena retorted. Oliver decided to intervene because Roy looked like he wanted to go straight for Helena's jugular.

"Bring the witness!"

He ordered. The witness walked nervously into the room, curtsied to the royal family.

"You called for me, sir"

"Did you see Felicity Smoak said evening come from Helena's room?"

Oliver asked. The witness, a maid, shook her head.

"Why did you then testified to have seen her?"

The maid hesitated, she then replied, turning to me.

"Lady Helena has promised me and my family prosperity."

"This is a conspiracy!"

Helena screamed in anger. Oliver signaled the guards to take her away.

"She does not deserve to be queen. She's just a lousy Six."

We could still hear her ranting before the door fell shut.

A few weeks before our wedding, my father thought he would come back and play into whole family, but mum had put him in his place very quickly and threatened him if he should show up again, she would sic her police boyfriend on him. Quentin came up to me and Roy last week and asked us for permission to marry our mother. Of course, we said yes, Roy grumbled it more likely. And then there was the matter with Thea, who wanted to know if Roy would go with her to the wedding as a date. I encouraged her to ask him, much to Oliver's dismay. Iris and Barry was now also a couple and were planning their wedding. Barry now worked in the palace as well as an in-house tinkerer. However, all events were put in the shade at the very moment in which we were finally declared husband and wife. One year after our marriage I got pregnant. Amilia Thea Queen, short called Mia, was a very active child, even in the womb. But she was the pride and joy of our family. She gave us a scare at birth, because she wanted to come out four weeks early. Her little brother Robbie, named after his deceased grandfather, was born two years after her and was quieter than she. Oliver kept his promise to me to abolish the caste system. We even legalized same sex marriage for Sara and Nyssa. It was not easy, but together we overcame all obstacles.

AN: If you want spefic szenes from this story from a diffrent point of few or just new scenes in this universe, send me a message