So, you're probably wondering what happened after Brok became human, right? Of course you are. Well, after every police officer was dozed down, the Sha soldiers were ordered to stand down and return to Sha. When they all awoke, they thought they had all been involved in a dream. Some thought otherwise, but no one really cared much.

Rox would now take Brok's place in the kingdom. He wasn't formerly the prince, he was instead named magistrate. He had an assistant and her name was Krimla. Yep, Krimla was resuscitated and turned into a human avatar as punishment. She hated it at first until she became ironically Lukutus' girlfriend.

The King and Queen communicated with Brok through the Chambo. They were usually traveling galaxies now that they knew that their son wouldn't need to be executed after all. It's obvious that the war between the Sha planet and ours didn't occur. The timeline had now changed and since Brok was staying, how could he destroy the world that he was now a part of? Obviously, he didn't. My brother never died in a war of resistance. The war. I hooked him up with my best friend Chandra. They got along so well, they ended up engaged.

As for Luke Stevens, I heard that he dated somebody else, but you're probably not as interested in Luke Stevens and I don't blame you. I'm uninterested as well.

Well, Brok and I married. We had a wonderful outdoor wedding during the nighttime where the people of Sha and my family were invited. It wasn't an easy situation, but it was manageable and everyone survived. Although it was outdoors, it was a total secret of course, but it was lovely with hundreds of brilliant lights, flowers which were of course red roses and plenty of food. Servants from Sha came in and out. Rox looked handsome now in his new purple robe, next to him was a Sha woman I had never known, apparently a new girlfriend. I was happy for him. He was always such a wonderful person. Yes, person. He was no longer an it. A.I. bloomed during his reign and he was able to find a cure for indifference. He simply called it a love potion.

After we married we decided to stay in Illinois. We moved to Lake Forest. Never in my wildest dreams did I picture myself living in a mansion, but there I lived, with a great garden, wonderful view and amazing food. Dinners were the best time for us and especially for Brok. He ate so much I decided to declare a diet for us in the house. It was necessary because he just wouldn't stop eating chocolate cake and although great, I didn't want him to develop diabetes, so cakes were once a month.

My father didn't have to sell his house for me, but he did it for himself. Now he lived with us. It took some time for him to get used to Brok, but eventually, they got along pretty well and became good friends.

As for me. I was finally able to complete my dreams. I went to college just like I had dreamnt, debt-free since I was a millionaire and studied in English. I became a publisher instead. I was now constantly surrounded by books and words like I so much cherised. The library was always full and sometimes Brok even helped me out with them. A year later, after becoming a publisher I had to tell Brok the excellent news. I was pregnant!

Brok was anxious through the entire process. What if he came out with blue skin, golden eyes or looked abnormal, he would tell me. I would always respond with an I'll love him no matter what he looks like. However, his fears never came true. We had a beautiful baby boy and called him Jonathan. He had clear blue eyes and blond hair, just like daddy. After that we had two more children, Arabella and Benjamin.

At night I would sit down with them and tell them the story of how I met their father. I never referred to myself specifically, I usually called her Belle instead. Before the end, they would always ask me how could Belle love such a monster and my answer would always be the same. Because there was too much beauty in the beast's heart and that beauty was the truly everlasting one, the beauty from within.

"You see children, our physical beauty although nice and sometimes an advantage withers with time, that's why the Everlasting Beauty is the one that lives in the heart. Understood?" I explained. Arabella yawned.

"Yeah mom," they replied.

"Okay my little munchkins. Time to go to bed," I said. The children who slept together although they had their own bedrooms and beds, tucked each other in and closed their eyes.

"I don't want to sleep," Benjamin complained, but soon he closed his eyes and fell asleep with the rest of this siblings. I walked out, stared at them from the threshold. Then I closed the door to leave them soundlessly asleep. I headed to my bedroom and after I changed into my favorite negligee I saw a red rose lying on the covers of the bed. I knew it was the same rose that I had carried with me, the same rose that had kept me company during my moments of despair, hope and joy. Then I felt a hand grab me. It was Brok. He held me in his arms, caressed my hair, my cheeks and my arms. Then he ducked his lips onto mine and kissed me with passion. I felt his softness swirl into my mouth. I was somewhere else, not on Earth, but maybe in paradise. I didn't want him to stop, but then his lips parted from mine.

I gently released myself from his grasp. He stared at me as I reached out for the rose and held it in my hand.

"The rose," he said.

"I can't believe that you still like its thorns," I said.

"I still do. They remind me of my home planet, but I've also learned how to appreciate its petals. The softness of them drive me crazy," he said.

"Are you still talking about the petals?" I asked. Brok laughed.

"Perhaps," Brok replied. I laughed. Then he grabbed the rose and passed the soft petals gently on my cheeks in a circular motion. I closed my eyes and felt the softness of it. Then he placed the rose in a glass covering shaped as a dome where it now usually remained.

It was a symbol of many things, our love majorly and because Brok had the technology to keep it everlasting, he used it.

"I want to thank you, so, so much," Brok said.

"For what?" I asked frowning.

"For saving my life, for loving me. For being who you are," Brok mumbled in my ear. I immediately shook my head.

"No, no, you saved me. You gave me a life I never thought I'd have."

"I didn't give you anything, it was all yours to start with. You earned it before you even had it. Besides all of this, without you, is nothing," Brok replied.

"I think the same thing too," I mumbled back into his ear. Brok caressed my knuckles and my cheeks. Then he nibbled my ear. It deliciously tickled and I felt a jolt of frenzy on my spine.

"I love you Anabella."*

"I love you too," I said and then we kissed each other like a couple of teenagers. I felt his soft lips, his tongue, his breath touching me all over, even into the very depths of my soul. We embraced and headed for the bed. What happened next I leave it to your own imagination. All I can say is that I had my happily ever after, after all.

The End