Later, Evangeline and Constance, accompanied by Planchet, returned the jewels to the Queen and went out to the decorated garden. Suddenly, Buckingham's now demolished airship crashed into the garden. The Cardinal came out, half-way robed, shouting for someone to capture the Musketeers. Then Louis walked out of the castle.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"Your Majesty, these men…" the Cardinal started but Athos cut him off.

"Are delivering a gift for Your Majesty. Compliments of the Cardinal."

Louis smiled at the airship, "Cardinal you shouldn't have."

"Well, Your Majesty did ask me to get you one of those, so…" the Cardinal covered up.

"So I did. But what happened to it?"

"Buckingham's spy, Rochefort, attempted to sabotage the craft," Athos explained. "He's been dealt with."

"Rochefort? He's Captain of your guards, isn't he?"

"Actually, His Eminence was the one who uncovered the traitor." Athos handed Louis the small scroll.

Louis opened the scroll and read aloud, "'It is by my order and for the good of the State that the bearer of this has done what has been done.' That's your signature, isn't it, Richelieu?"

"It would appear so, Your Majesty," the Cardinal acknowledged.

"Well, let me get this right. You brought me an airship and exposed a snake in our midst? How can I ever repay you?"

"I can think of a few ways," Queen Anne said making her presence known.

"Anne." Louis seemed struck by her and smiled when she revealed the diamond necklace she wore.

"I was just returning from the jewelers. Well, I realize it's a little early, but the orchestra's here and so are we. Would Your Majesty care to dance?"

Louis blushed a bit and his smile turned sheepish, "I would love to." Louis then waked over to the Musketeers. "Well, mind out, you fellows. D'artagnan. Well, well, well. Looks like you aren't the only one who gets the girl."

D'artagnan just grinned, "Your Majesty is a natural."

"Guess I am. As a matter of fact, I think you'll start noticing a few more changes around here. Thank you. For everything."

"Anytime." They shook hands before Louis walked to the dance floor with Anne. Constance and another lady-in-waiting went to watch.

The Cardinal strutted over to the Musketeers, "Well-played. I could use men like you." He outstretched his hand for them to kiss. Aramis was about to but stopped himself.

"I already have a job."

Athos shrugged, "I'm a drunk."

Porthos puffed out his chest, "I'm independently wealthy."

"Thanks, but no," D'artagnan finished.

The Cardinal scowled, "The day will come when you'll wish you had said 'yes'."

"Maybe. But not today." The Cardinal then flounced away grumbling. D'artagnan then walked over to Evangeline, smirking. "Enjoying the show, Angel?"

"Are you always this cocky?" Evangeline asked returning the smirk.

"Only on Tuesdays and whenever beautiful women are involved."

"So you think I'm beautiful?"

"Actually, it's Tuesday." Evangeline rolled her eyes and ran her hand through his dark curly hair. She then pressed her lips to his as explosions went off behind them. D'artagnan cupped her neck and dipped her head back to deepen the kiss. They grinned at each other when they pulled away. D'artagnan then offered Evangeline his arm and they walked out the gate where the other three Musketeers had their blades crossed. Evangeline and D'artagnan drew their own swords and joined them.

"All for one!" Athos said.

"And one for all," the five of them finished.

"You know, sirs," Planchet announced from behind them with his arms full of food. "I know you can be mean, tough, foul-tempered bastards, but sometimes I get the feeling that deep down, you're all-"

"Oh, shut up, Planchet," the three Musketeers said as they walked away.

"Yeah, yeah, of course." Evangeline giggled and kissed Planchet's cheek before taking D'artagnan's hand. Everything was right in the world, for now.

A/N I'm sure you're all wondering why I've updated/finished this story so soon. But I've been told that I'm being reported and being flamed so I figured before my story is removed I might as well post so anyone who still wants to read this can. Love always, NataliaRoma97!