"We are here today to join Elinidana'ter'Lithir de Aramati and John Aelgar in marriage. I've also been told to keep this short since our dear bride has already had 3 other weddings. If anyone objects to these two people being bonded in marriage, let them speak now or forever hold their tongue." No one spoke out. The two people standing at the altar just looked at each other happily. John never thought he would marry, especially to a woman from Veldt, but Elini was the ultimate exception. She looked beautiful in her traditional Veldtitian red wedding dress. Everyone in the party, except Dameon, who was cursing every minute of his time spent, was truly happy for the couple. "By the power, invested in me by the traditions of Thais, I pronounce you husband and wife! You may now kiss the bride." After those words, Elini jumped on John and kissed him as hard as she could without making him fall. The party applauded and rose from their seats.

Te'ijal and Galahad congratulated the newlywed couple as they approached the vicar.

"Excuse us, my good man." said Galahad "We would like to be officially married."

"And no need to tell everyone, human, just pronounce us."

"As you wish." The man seemed puzzled. "Do you.." he turned to the bride.

"Te'ijal Ravenfoot"

"Do you, Te'ijal Ravenfoot take-"

"Galahad Teomes"

"… To be your husband for the rest of your existence?"

"I do."

"And do you, Galahad agree to everything I just said to her?"

The paladin sighed. Of course, keeping it short.

"I do." He said.

"You're officially married." The vicar told them, afterwards going inside his chambers.

"Well, Galahad, we are officially husband and wife now."

"Yes, Te'ijal, I believe we are."

"You have never used my name. Why the change of heart, vampire knight?"

Galahad looked at his wife's raised eyebrows. He decided on not answering. Instead, he just closed in and gave her a peck on the lips. His wife's look after was the most amusing thing he'd ever seen.

"Come, wife, let us join the others."

"Of course, husband."

The vampires soon merged with the rest of the party, who were ready to head out and celebrate at the inn. It may not have been the best wedding Elini had had so far, but she certainly enjoyed it a lot more when it was with John. Although her other husbands were great and strong men, John had spent more time with her, she had observed his actions and knew that he was a good man and that he would make her even happier.

"To the bride and groom!" Rhen raised a glass. The party had gathered at the inn to celebrate and spend the night. They had bought a bottle of Red Dragon Wine, presumably John's favourite. Even Mad Marge had a good opinion for it.

Dameon tried to smile and be polite, but the anger he still felt for Lars and Rhen got more bottled up with each second. Soon, everyone departed to their rooms; John and Elini shared one, so did Te'ijal and Galahad. Rhen and Lars asked for a separate double bedroom as well, while Dameon and Marge refused to sleep in a room together so they each got their own single bedrooms.

Lars closed the door. Rhen was sitting on the bed, taking her pumps off. High heels were not in her nature. Lars kept leaning on the door, arms crossed.

"You look beautiful in that dress." He said. Rhen smiled. It was true, as a maid of honor, the Veldtitian tradition entailed that she had to wear a dress in the colours of the night. It was a beautiful dark blue velvet colour with black lace, slightly longer than the skirt, reaching to the top of her knees.

"I've never seen you wear a suit. It looks very good on you." She replied.

"So, what do you plan we do now?" he stepped away from the door and sat next to her, moving a lock of her purple hair, that had loosened from her braid, to her ear.

"I don't know, we could just go to sleep. It has been a long day and we did fly a dragon all the way over here. It's amazing that Elini has so many traditional outfits on short notice." She looked at him, trying to hide a grin.

"Mhm, we could do that." He agreed, barely containing his laughter.

After about a minute, the both put their arms around eachother, taken in a passionate kiss. They started moving upwards the bed, neither stopping. Rhen grabbed Lars' coat, trying to take it off of him, while he struggled to undo the laces on her dress. They unlocked lips to take a breath, and Rhen used the time to take her underwear off. After moments, Lars' suit was laying somewhere on the floor and he was there, only in his underpants. He hurriedly tried to take Rhen's dress off, but it got stuck on her head, so he took the opportunity to kiss Rhen's belly while she was fighting with the fabric. He continued to tease her until she finally managed to escape and tossed the dress to the floor. Soon they were both completely naked, kissing each other. He heard Rhen's moan when his tongue finally entered her mouth, but his smile was lost somewhere in the action. Rhen had tangled her hands in his hair, tilting her head back when he kissed her neck.

"Lars" she said through her breath.

He groaned in response, still sucking on inches of her soft skin as he went lower.

"Please…" she moaned.

Seconds later, she cried out when he entered her, slowly pulling out, then going even deeper. As he lifted his head to kiss her neck, he could feel her warm panting exhales on his skin, and the softness of her breasts against his chest. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands pulling his hair as they both went back and forth, sweaty and moaning. Lars started pushing further, making her stand and sit, leaning on the head board of the bed. His hands loosened her braid and then cupped her face, making her head stand still as he invaded her mouth with his tongue once more.

She was close to her release, and so was he. He took his hands from her face and pressed them against the wall, thrusting his hips faster. She tilted her head back as her hands clawed at his shoulders.

"Rhen!" he yelled out as his release was made.

"Lars!" she called just a second after him.

Panting and sweaty, they released eachother. Lars pulled out from her and fell onto the bed, breathing heavily. She layed back on the cool wall, playing with his hear and smiling. He raised his head and looked at her. She was so beautiful when her hair was messy and her body was sweaty and hot.

"I love you… so much" he mumbled, digging his head deeper into the sheets.

"You have no idea how much I love you, Lars." She responded and let out a laugh. "Get up." She said. He lifted his head and sat beside her.

"Again?" he was eager and confused at the same time.

"Oh, Lars, no. I think one's enough, don't you?"

"Yeah, I suppose so."

"I was just wondering…"

"Mhm?"

"Well, it's pretty late. And there are no guards around the fountain near the castle at this time. I could use a swim." she gave him a puppy eyed look.

"You want us to go out now and swim in the king's fountain?"

"Technically, there's no king-"

"After midnight, on Elini's wedding, while the world is still at stake and the most evil man in the whole of creation is in hiding, in a temple, in a cave, infested with demons, right outside the gates of the city?"

"When you put it like that, it really doesn't sound that fun-"

"Let's go."

The inkeeper was asleep on his bureau, drooling over a few stacks of paper. Rhen and Lars sneaked past him, exiting the inn. The night breeze suddenly hit their skin. It was better than the early mornings in Clearwater, Rhen thought. As quietly as they could, the couple made their way to the fountain near the castle. There were no guards. The girl dipped her bare legs into the water, exhaling with relief that the water was cooled.

"Come on, Lars."

"I need to take these clothes off." He was struggling with his pants.

"I know weren't supposed to come here naked, but you didn't have to be so fully dressed."

"Who knows what could happen? And tonight, I'm trying to be responsible. It's you who usually thinks ahead but it seems I have to do it for the both of us this time."

"Stop complaining and come unzip this dress so I can get in."

He helped Rhen take the dress off and then slowly went into the water. She joined him, grinning in his direction the whole time.

"What?" she asked when he smiled back.

"How did we get here?"

"Well, we just passed a few stone houses…"

"No, I mean, how did we come so far? In the years we've spent together, I never imagined this. I felt like it could never be true."

"Really?" she stood still, slightly scared.

"I didn't think you liked me, Rhen."

"Honestly, at first, I didn't. You were bossy and rude, your mother was being horrible to me. Oh, and you called me Peta!"

"How was I supposed to know that you're so powerful? I had no idea that we would ever be envolved after you became a Sword Singer."

"Heh, me neither. But," she moved closer, standing on top of him. "I love you. And that is not going to change, ever." She leaned in and kissed him.

"I love you, too." He said, grabbing her waist and pulling her close.

"So, we are not going to talk about this anymore, okay? You're everything that I want and no stupid Dameon is going to change that." He nodded in response. "Good. Now, do you want to be on top, or should we just continue like this?"

"I thought you said one's enough." He raised his left eyebrow, smiling.

"Yes, in there. Those poor beds can't handle more of you. Of course, we don't have to if-" she stopped mid-sentence, feeling his excitement slightly poking her stomach. She grinned. He pulled her closer and after a minute, they were making love in the fountain.