𝗖𝗵𝟭𝟰: 𝗧𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿

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It's roughly been about a year ever since Braedey Martin and Anastasia Romanov have been together, and have gone through their long adventure to help restore the memories of the last surviving daughter of the Romanov line. Pooka really didn't seem to mind the two being together, and the little puppy was more than excited to have another member to play around with. Jessie and Karen also got along with Pooka, and they were all happy their brother has found someone to be with. Braedey's father, James, was surprised once he saw Anastasia, but after Braedey and Naomi explained about what had happened, and James finally showed a smile to the auburn-hair woman, welcoming her to the family, and for being there for his son. Eventually, the family opted to keep how Anastasia ended up here a secret between them, and if anyone were to ask about why she looks like so, they'll simply say it's just a matter of coincidence and such.

After one long year, after Anya had gotten used to living in the 21st century, it soon happened; Braedey and Anastasia have decided to officially get married. This was definitely a major surprise to Braedey's parents when they heard the news, but they understood their son's reasons and wishes, and gave their blessing to Anya. So, they all began to make preparations for the wedding, with both Anya and Braedey also getting ready for their big day.

One evening up on a hillside, Braedey looks out to the city of which he grew up in, seeing all the lights on as well as the starry sky overhead, the feeling and memories of Paris when he was there coming to mind. As he sat there on a picnic blanket while his back is up against a tree behind him, he looks down to his lap, where Anastasia was asleep, Pooka also asleep in her lap.

'Hard to believe that a year ago, I bought an old book that talked about the Romanov family, then I end up being sucked into that book, and began a long journey with the Anastasia Romanov, the last surviving daughter of the Romanov line, to hell regain her memories of her past. And now, here I am.' Braedey thought to himself, gently caressing Anya's cheek as she sleeps, a small smile forming on her face.

Braedey smiles softly to himself before looking back at the city in the distance, his thoughts thinking back to his time in Paris, then he relaxes as he sat there, enjoying the time of peace.

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After about a month, sure enough, the Big Day finally came. A patch of green land at the backyard of the house was cleared out and cleaned, with a stage set up for the wedding ceremony. Seats were all placed on the grass, so the wedding guests can sit comfortably. Anya and Braedey were both getting ready for the wedding in separate areas: Anya up in the house, while Braedey is in a mobile home. For the ceremony, Braedey has on the tuxedo suit that he wore when he and Anastasia danced at the school concert, just with a golden rose pinned on his suit jacket.

Time passed for a while, until it was finally time. Braedey stood up front on the special platform on the grass, decorated in white and gold. The seats were also in different colours, each row in white and gold. Braedey looked out to the crowd of family and his friend's family lives. He couldn't help but smile and wave to some of his friends, as they all waved their hands and gave a thumbs-up to the brunette.

Suddenly, a bright white lovely Lincoln Continental Mk4 limousine rolled up to the red carpet, and came to a gentle stop. James, Naomi's wife, climbed out of the car first, then he helped Anastasia out. It was time!

Anastasia is wearing what could be considered a white and golden version of her coronation gown, a sparkling white dress with her hair in a golden-ribbon ponytail, with a pearl necklace around her neck and matching golden sash around her stomach, the dress looking to have small flecks of gold in the main part of the dress. She also has a veil over her head, her attire, which left Braedey slightly speechless at first, just like she promised.

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