Last chapter of this series, it shall now go into the deep bucket of old Tamora Pierce fics that only get read once in a blue moon. Please enjoy it while you can still find it. On the plus side, it's a much shallower bucket than Harry Potter or some other fan fiction categories

About a Year Later

Daine smoothed her white shirt and tossed a thin strand of curls over her shoulder as Thayet and Alanna finished putting a bouquet together and tying it with a bow, the girl had opted for a white shirt and breeches instead of the normal dress despite her friends' arguments. Sarra knocked and opened the door. "Daine," she said softly. "Some one wants to see you."

Daine turned around and smiled. "If it's Numair tell him he has to wait and to go get his butt back at the arc."

"Who taught my daughter such foul language?" Weiryn asked, walking in, ducking so his antlers wouldn't get stuck.

"Gods," Alanna muttered, staring at the lesser gods in surprise. Daine was surprised at Alanna reaction, having heard stories that she's talked with the Goddess personally.

Thayet on the other hand, took it much better and curtsied to them. "Lord Weiryn, Green Lady," she said politely. "I wish to greet you to Tortall."

Sarra smiled softly. "Thank you Your Majesty. We can handle the rest from here," she said softly. Thayet and Alanna left the room and closed the door behind them.

The lesser goddess looked at her beautifully made up daughter. "Do you like it?" Daine asked nervously smoothing the shirt out again. When she wasn't smoothing it out her fingers were repeatedly tracing the off white floral designs sewn into the tunic.

Sarra chuckled at her daughters' obsession with the invisible wrinkles. "You look beautiful darling." She pulled out a small necklace from her dress and showed it to Daine. It was a silver circle surrounding two hawks. Daine gazed at it then allowed her mother to put it on for her.

Weiryn stepped forward with his own gift already out. He smiled as Daine's face lit up at the beautifully made crossbow. "Da," she said breathlessly. It had a long range and straight smooth shaft for fitting the arrows I quickly.

"I thought you'd like it," he said knowingly. "It's time for you to go down and get ready," he murmured as she hugged him.

The young woman stood back and nodded with a wide smile. "I'm ready," she said certainly. Her mother and father followed her out to the entrance of the church. Daine looked up at the birds on the rafter and deer standing on the edge of the woods a few yards away from the carnivorous animals. They were all on a silent truce for today and split in half so as to avoid as much temptation a gathering like this would bring. Daine smiled at them and breathed deeply, calming her beating heart. She stepped in and a violin started playing. Everyone turned to look at the girl accompanied by two gods. Numair stared only at her and she kept eye contact for the most part.

She took in his well-groomed body clad in his black robe that showed his status and dedication to study. She smiled at his free hair that fell a few inches past his shoulders and framed his face. They must have used magic on him so he wouldn't run his hands through it to muss it up. Her eyes stared into his deep brown eyes and knew he truly loved her. Of course, everyone in the congregation had known that for ages. It had taken more than a year for her to realize that she trusted him again. He hadn't pushed on the subject of marriage and had openly courted her. He would ask her once a month though, to make sure her mind hadn't changed, and each time the place and setting was different and just as beautiful as the one before it.

Jon wed them without any hesitation and Thayet was one of the first to congratulate them. The reception was held in the ballroom, it was loud and happy. George demanded a dance from the young woman, taking her away from her husband, and they were apart for well over six dances. Finally Daine had had enough; she broke away from the table that held fruits and salads where she had been talking to Blitzy, who was holding the newborn daughter. She'd been asking about the blonde bimbo that had been Numair's fiancee back when they'd visited Snowsdale, and Daine had told her she'd gone back to Carthak where she had lived most of her life. She didn't elaborate on the fact that Varice left looking scared, in a hurry, and screaming randomly. No one's really sure, but the next day Alanna had a smug smirk on her face the entire day. Her eyes traveled the length of the room until she found her tall husband just starting to dance with a new partner.

"Excuse me," she said to the young woman who was dancing with Numair. The pair looked at her, one smiling widely, the other looking depressed. "I'm sorry, could I interrupt your dance?" she asked politely. The woman smiled sadly and left to go to another partner. "How are you?" she asked quietly while moving in to dance in his arms.

Numair smiled down at her. "Better, now that you're here." There was a small cough to the side of them; both turned to Onua and Sarge who were dancing closer than normal.

"We've just come from the garden," Sarge said happily in his deep voice. "Onua agrees with me in saying that it's lovely, and there's absolutely no one out there," he said with a wide smile.

Numair's smile widened and Daine looked worriedly at Jon and Thayet who had been watching the two of them all night just incase they did decide to leave early. "It's beautiful, what with the full moon reflecting off the roses," Onua said, acting the romantic that she normally wasn't. Her eyes had followed Daine's gaze. "Oh look Sarge," Onua said overly happy. "I just remembered that I've forgotten to tell Jon and Thayet about our ideas for making the Trainees better, what with the new batch coming in soon. Let's go inform them now. Goddess knows when they'll be this free again," Onua stated in a happy voice, leading the large man over to them. Daine and Numair laughed at their very obvious suggestion of leaving while they distracted.

Daine watched Sarge wink at them before Numair was dancing them over towards the balcony. They laughed as they ran in the garden, away from the noisy party, and towards the main part of the castle to her and Numair's rooms. They stopped to catch their breath in their room, where Numair gazed at her lovingly. "I can't put into words how much I love you," he murmured into her ear.

"Try," Daine challenged.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone recognized in this story. Tortall characters belong to Tamora Pierce.

For those that didn't get why Varice left, I'm going off of the first book in the Alanna series about how her and Thom drove off a nanny or something with something only she could see.

Thank you for reading, this was the last chapter, but please review and tell me if you liked it. I tried to make it better, many times, and I think I succeeded from the first try.