"I haven't lived a perfect life. I have regrets. But that's from a lifetime of taking chances, making decisions, and trying not to be frozen. The only thing that I can do with my regrets is understand them." -Kevin Costner

After their morning of making love, Pegasus and Cecelia finally got out of bed and got in the shower together, where they talked, laughed, and kissed frequently. When they finished they took their time getting dressed before they deemed themselves presentable to the outside world. The one thing that Pegasus wasn't sure of was how to introduce his wife to the castle staff. So he had her wait in their bedroom while he went to deal with the matter. Croquet, of course, was waiting for him in the banquet hall.

"Gather the staff for me, Croquet." He ordered.

"Yes, sir." Said his chief of security, bowing to his employer out of respect before beginning the arduous task of rounding up all of the employees on the island. The task was going to take some time- Pegasus knew that, so he went back to spend the time with Cecelia. Two hours passed by before Croquet knocked on the door again. He went out alone and saw the sea of people who worked for him standing at the ready. A hint of a smile crossed his face. Oh how he loved his job.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have called you all here for a matter of the gravest importance. But before I tell you of this matter, you all must remember that you each signed a nondisclosure agreement before you began working here. Should you speak of what is to happen here to anyone, you will be breaking the law and will not only have to deal with that, but have to worry about my millennium eye. Am I understood?" He thundered.

"Yes sir!" They all said in unison.

"Very well. Wait here." He ordered.

As soon as he went down the hall the staff began to whisper to each other. What was going on here?

Pegasus opened up his bedroom door to see his beloved waiting patiently for him on their bed. He held his hand out to her and she slipped her own in his. He bowed to her and kissed her hand before leading her out the door.

The staff were Still whispering to one another when they saw two shadows coming down the hallway. One was clearly Pegasus, but the other was unfamiliar to them. When the pair of them stepped into the light, there was a collective gasp. Almost every eye in the room flew to the portrait hung up in the dining hall. It was her. The mysterious girl from the painting! But who was she? The staff began murmuring quietly to one another, but Pegasus clearing his throat brought silence upon the room.

"Everyone, this is my wife, Cecelia. You will be following her orders alongside mine. If any of you have a problem with that, you will answer to me personally. Am I being clear?!"

"Yes sir!" They answered quickly. He smiled.

"Good. That will be all for now."

They all departed the hall and went back to their respective jobs, Still in shock by what they had seen. Croquet himself was rather flustered. How had she gotten in unseen? He didn't know. But he pushed the thought aside. He wanted to keep his job, and knew where thinking like that could lead him. So he left the hall and left the two lovebirds to themselves as they were served breakfast. Those who were serving them noticed how in love they seemed, and how joyful. One of the servers at the castle had been there for over ten years, and he had never in his time there seen his employer as happy as he was right then. It was a joy to see. And although his face never showed it, he was smiling on the inside.

"What do you want to do, my love? And where would you like to go? Now that I'm retired, we can do anything you want. Your wish is my command." He said, holding her delicate hand in his own. She smiled at him, and it made him glad he was sitting down. She could still make him weak in the knees, just like when they'd first married.

"Oh Maximillion, you're such a gentleman." She said, giving him a peck on the cheek. "But we don't have to go anywhere special. Just being with you is enough for me. I want us to have the honeymoon we never had. All I want is uninterrupted time with you my darling." She said, looking up at him sweetly.

"Then that is exactly what you'll have." He declared. The two of them enjoyed a lavish breakfast together before he went to find Croquet. His chief of security was stationed in front of the dueling arena (why he was there, Pegasus didn't know, but he didn't care enough to look and see why.)

"Croquet, cancel all my plans for the next two weeks. I'm spending my time giving my wife the honeymoon she deserves."

Before Croquet could sputter out a protest, his boss was already gone.

Maximillion led his wife to the ballroom where they danced together for the first time since their wedding reception. As he encircled her in his arms, breathing in the unmistakable scent of lavender that came from her hair, he felt at peace for the first time in a long time. He finally had his wife back in his arms again, and that meant absolutely everything to him. He pressed a kiss to her forehead with all the tenderness and love that he could muster. She was his world, his life, and his soul. Nothing would ever part them again. As she leaned her head against his chest, she finally felt safe. Her beloved Maximillion was holding her again in a warm embrace. The icy hands of death could not claw at her anymore. She was back where she belonged, and it was the greatest gift she could ever have been given. A second chance with her husband. She knew it would be the adventure of a lifetime.