A/N: This may not have been my most popular GG fic, but you know what? I had lots of fun writing it and I'm glad I did it. Properly grateful to those that have reviewed throughout - thanks, all :)

(For disclaimer, etc. - see Prologue)

Epilogue

In her private bed chamber, the princess smiled. It had become the usual state of Princess Lorelai Leigh, to feel happiness and joy, but today it was most especially true. Such days were usually called a happy event, and the young princess knew she enough reasons to smile.

"Rory?" said her mother from the door.

She gave no answer, just continued to stare into the glass, amazed by the sight that met her eyes. Lorelai came to stand by her side, looping their arms as she took in the very same view.

"Oh, honey," she gasped. "Rory, you look beautiful. Y'know, I think back to the day you were born, and as sad as I was knowing I was going to have to let you go, I was so happy just to meet you. You were amazing and beautiful then, and you still are, babe."

"Thank you, Mom," said Rory, smiling widely through a veil of happy tears.

So long they had been without each other, and though Lorelai had feared Rory's reaction when they were reunited, she needn't have worried. When she explained all, her daughter forgave her. She vowed to waste no time on anger and regret. They were together now, the danger they had feared was now past, and they had arrived in such a happy situation. Today was the greatest of days.

"Lorelai?" said a voice at the door and both princesses turned to see Luke stood there. "Wow!" he gasped at the sight of them both.

"Six months married and I can still make him look like that," said Lorelai to Rory with a grin. "Things are all good, kid."

"You can say that again," Rory agreed. "I hope I'm so lucky."

"Are you kidding?" her mother openly laughed. "Jess is so in love with you. I never saw two people as much in love as you two."

"Except maybe me and your mother," Luke added with a smile he could not help.

Rory looked between them and thought back over the past year. So much had happened, she hardly knew where to begin. She had her mother in her life now, and as they got to know each other, they found they had so very much in common. Luke had become Rory's step-father, accepted into the royal family with more ease than had been expected. The queen had been resistant about what she called 'the peasants' entering her house, but Luke and Jess were all Lorelai and Rory could ever want, other than each other. The elder princess was already married, and the younger would join the ranks of wedded bliss today when she and Jess pledged their love before family and friends.

As the bells chimed in the clock tower signalling the hour, Rory looked to her mother.

"Time to go," she said at last, watching twin smiles appear on Lorelai and Luke's faces that only matched her own. "I can't believe this day is finally here. There's no way I deserve all this happiness."

"Don't be dumb!" Lorelai mock-scolded, yet her grin remained. "I know this wasn't the plan. Certainly your grandparents would have preferred you were marrying a prince or a duke or whatever, but in the end, they just want to see you happy, like I do. Jess may not be of rank and fortune, but he has a good heart. I truly believe no other man in the world could love you as much as he does, and if you feel the same..."

"You know I do," said Rory definitely.

"Well then, you two will be just fine. I should know," she said, glancing at Luke, who ducked his head, feeling embarrassed to be looked at in such a way in front of his step-daughter.

The three of them walked down the stairs then, Luke escorting his two favourite women in the world. They were met by the king and queen, both in their regal finery.

"Mom, Dad," Lorelai greeted them, each getting a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you so much for allowing this. I know you could have pushed for the whole royal wedding thing, but Rory wanted it this way."

"She is your daughter, Lorelai," said Richard, eyes following her gaze to the beautiful bride that was his granddaughter. "You know what is best for her, you always did."

"For all that has happened, we couldn't be prouder of either of you if we tried," added Emily, a smile on her lips and tears in her eyes.

It took a lot for her to say something like that, Lorelai and Rory both knew it. The queen had not taken it well when both princesses declared their love for peasant men, but in the end, when the whole story was told, she could really be nothing but grateful to Luke and Jess for returning both her girls to her, and helping to rid their lives of an evil witch once and for all. There was no way to deny the girls what Emily and Richard had not denied themselves - a marriage of True Love.

Everyone moved to their places then, and the musicians were given their cue. On her grandfather's arm, Rory glided outside, across the street, and down the make-shift aisle that cut across Stars Hollow town square, towards her husband-to-be. Jess looked every inch a prince in that moment, despite his lowly birth, but then he had always looked that way to Rory. She could never love anyone more.

"You look amazing," he told her in a whisper as they met in the gazebo. "Beyond beautiful."

"You don't look so bad yourself," she told him with a giggle. "We're going to be so happy, Jess," she promised him.

"I know," he agreed just as the music ended and the ceremony proper began.

It ought to be scary, standing up in front of all these people and declaring his love for a woman, but Jess was surprisingly fine with it. The truth was, he saw no-one but Rory right now, and he knew they were doing the right thing here. She made him happy, completing his life in a way he never thought possible. Some men would be intimidated, marrying a princess and all, but Jess didn't worry about it. Besides, he wouldn't have to feel inferior to his wife or her family. He may never be a royal by birth, but he was earning his own fame and fortune of late.

A man Jess had met at the ball, the same ball at which he had met Rory, called him up not so long ago. He barely recalled the guy named The Honourable Sir Matthew who he had briefly spoken to about writing and publishing. Having now read Jess' one and only novel to date, Sir Matthew and his associate Sir Christopher had vowed to publish the manuscript and make Jess a small fortune. He didn't know about the money so much, but Jess didn't mind. He had Rory, and whether they ended up living in a castle or a hovel, he really wouldn't care, so long as they were together.

Their vows duly made, Rory and Jess gave and received rings, and then at last the reverend announced that they were man and wife.

"You may kiss he bride," he declared, something Jess wasted no time in doing, and Rory couldn't mind at all.

They were lost in the moment, accompanied by applause from a large crowd of family, friends, and subjects, and only parted when they felt the strange sensation of cold wet flakes fluttering down around their heads.

"Mom!" Rory exclaimed as she realised the snow was falling only over them.

"Hey, it's less clean up than rice," Lorelai grinned, letting the flurries continue as she leaned into Luke's embrace and accepted the kiss he planted on her cheek. "They're going to be so happy" she said of Jess and Rory.

"Yes they are, and so are we," her husband promised. "I can't believe I'm actually saying this, but I think there's a good chance we're all going to live happily ever after."

And do you know what? They all did.

The End