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Stasia looks up into the beautiful place that she will now call home.

She squeezes his hand and smiles at the people, recognizing one. "Luke?"

He smiles at her, "My queen."

He looks at his king with respect. "Greetings your majesty."

"Oh, it's so good to see you!" she smiles, "Donovan, this is Luke Castellan."

"The pleasure is all mine your majesty," he says in reverence, "I am a son of Hermes."

"Luke is the one who killed Kronos."

"Well...it made up for all the bad decisions that I made."

"Yes," she smiles up at him.

Luke bows to him graciously.

Stasia walks with Donovan up the steps into the palace.

She looks up at him with surprise and then smiles. "Wife?"

"And when exactly is soon?"

She lightly slaps his arm. "No need to be like that."

"Because I do not like to make it public."

"What are you doing?"

"To bright," she winces at the light.

"It's fine, I'm just used to the darkness now."

"It is very beautiful," she smiles, letting her hand brush against the comforter.

Weary from all that has happened, she lays down on the bed.

"No," she says, reaching out for his hand, "stay with me."

She closes her eyes and squeezes his hand slightly.

She cuddles into his chest and sighs.

*time skip: hour later

Stasia wakes, still in Donovan's tight embrace. ((whoa, that rhymed))

"Hello, handsome."

"You look so cute when you blush."

She laughs at his flushed face and gets off of the bed. "Am I going to get fresh clothes?"

She laughs once again. "Are you getting all proper on me?"

She smiles. "I'm going to change, no peeking."

She smirks and goes behind a curtain, putting on: http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MZd3_a0qUBg...

She walks out from behind the curtain. "You can look now."

She blushes. "So, what do you think?"

"Cat got your tongue?" she smirks at him, placing her hand on his bare chest.

She looks at him for a few more seconds before pulling away. "Not today sweetheart," she says.

"And how exactly did I look at you?" she asks innocently.

"Now I'm going to use that as an advantage," she jokes, coming up behind him and hugging him.

She softly kisses the nape of his neck.

She gently turns him around and looks up at him happily.

"So, my king, what are your plans for the future?"

"Well, you know that I am always ready to help you."

"But right now, I'm hungry."

"Hmmm....I want...tomato soup," she smiles and adds, "With grilled cheese."

"Yep. What's wrong with that?"

"Fine, go laugh your head off at my expense," she says, pretending to be angry. She buries her head into her pillow.

"Leave me alone," she mumbles.

She pulls away from the pillow and looks up at him. "Gods you're gullible."

"I was kidding," she grins.

"Don't frown at me," she says.

"Don't do that either," she pouts.

"I want you to smile genuinely," she says, holding his hand in hers.

She sits up on the bed, pulls his head closer to hers and kisses him. Moving to his neck, she says."I love you, Donovan." She plants a soft kiss there, smiling against his skin.

Stasia laces her arms around his neck and rests her head on his shoulder.