Ash and May had a choice weather to go to the wedding of Queen Delia or the wedding of Queen Iris. In the end, they went to both, but didn't stay very long as something urgent cropped up. The King and Queen of Hoenn didn't make much of scene, so many assumed that they attended neither of the weddings. All three regions were a considerable distance apart and they both only got to see the exchange of vows and the ceremony. Both weddings were almost identical in terms of glamour and decoration.

"What a day," Queen May said as she held onto her king's hand. "Two weddings in one day."

"And a long coming execution," Ash added. "Lance had been getting away with it for too long."

"He should have been beheaded a long time ago," May agreed with Ash. "He burned thousands of duelists and beybladers in a tower. All because they didn't want to become pokemon trainers."

"I'm so glad he's dead," Ash admitted. He lowered his head and frowned as if he wanted to sulk. "But at the same time, I feel guilty for feeling this way, he was one of my cousins. But he was a murderer. He killed people in cold blood."

"Let's not think about him now," May advised Ash as she rubbed on her stomach. "Let's have some some of this pie before it goes cold."

"Lord Gavin suggests we should take full custody of Lilia and kill Iris," Ash stated. "He believes that Iris is a terrible mother and a failure of a Queen. He wrote me a letter asking if he can stab Iris."

May chuckled. "We have the best servants. But perhaps they're too good. I don't know, I want a new beginning. I've had enough of war and executing kings. Why don't we all just get along? Lance's death seals a new beginning for the world; a time for love and a time for peace."

The Queen May had developed a craving for dragon meat, in particular she enjoyed chomping on dragon wings. King Ash had ordered a dragon pie to be prepared. It would be gigantic enough for their large appetite. Ash forced himself to smile as he stood on the dinner table and and stomped his feet. "Arceus bless the gorgeous pie." The servants and noblemen who had gathered around the dinner table all gave a round of applause. "The fried wings are for May, but the rest all for me." Ash chuckled and took a brief glance at all his hungry guests. "Of course you guys will have a piece too."

"Where is this glorious pie we were promised?" Lord Sidney asked.

"It's here," Ash roared as he saw the sight of a venusaur lifting a huge pie with it's vines. Ash jumped of the table and slipped onto the big chair next to his wife. The pie as Ash promised was huge and it was placed in the middle of the table where May grabbed onto the two wings. "Let's tuck in."

"If I didn't know any better," Cardinal Drew said as he watched The Queen eat. "I would say that you are pregnant."

"I am!"

"Arceus bless my soul," Lord Wallace gasped in delight. "You've finally about to produce the grand heir we were promised?" As soon as Ash heard the news of May's pregnancy, he tucked into his food faster. Gravy oozed from the corners of his mouth, and so did a victorious smirk.

The way that The Queen saw how the marriage went was different to the way that Cilan saw things. He was satisfied with how everything was coming along, and then he accused Lance messing everything up. Iris loved every minute of getting married to Cilan again. Unfortunately it left King Cilan with an overwhelming feeling of nerves and the thumping of his heart created an eerie base that made his head feel tense.

He felt lost by the concept that he almost lost his wife. With Lance's death out of the way, Cilan began to find out more about the late king's hemic methods to secure his empire. The conflagration of duelists and beybladers and the beheading of any who stood in his way. The killing sprees were kept a secret from The Queen until now. It made Iris even more grateful that she was with Cilan.

"I've never been so happy in my life," Iris proclaimed with her arms in the air. It was only the two of them in their old luxurious bedroom. She raised her heels in the air and smooched Cilan's cheeks. When she lowered her heels, she lifted Cilan's arms above her head and twirled him across the bed. The full weight of Cilan's body landed onto the mattress of the bed.

"Why did Salem walk out of the wedding?" Cilan snarled as he clenched his fists against the pillows. He wanted to prove to Unova that he loved their beloved queen very much. He knew that as soon as Pagan was crowned that he would find himself on the scaffold. Salem storming out of the wedding didn't help much either. His trusted friend, King Ash from Hoenn didn't even show up to his wedding. Ash didn't come the last time due to an injury, but there was nothing from stopping him now. "Why didn't Ash come?"

"I'm sure they have their reasons," Iris responded. She was drawn back and quite shocked from the unenthusiastic tone of his voice and showed little of the charm that The Queen of Unova and Johto had fallen in love with. "Salem's still morning over his father and I don't think he likes the idea of Pagan marrying Clair. Even though there's no law stopping it, I can still see why Salem wouldn't want Pagan to marry his godmother and first cousin removed."

"Why did go run to Lance?" Cilan rolled over and his hands crept towards her wedding dress. His voice weakened. "I need to know."

"To say goodbye to him," Iris responded. She made no hesitation or any stumbling in her voice. "My children wanted to see him, and I knew it would be the last time they would see him."

"I was so worried about you," Cilan confessed as he moved his upper body against her chest. Before Cilan rested his head against Iris' shoulder, The Queen managed to see a glimpse of Cilan smile. "I thought you would actually leave me for him."

"Lance and I were never truly married," Iris announced in a fit of giggles. She tapped Cilan's nose and said, "In Arceus's memiors it states that we must marry for love. You're silly, Cilan... That's all in the past now. Open your heart! This is our future. You are now my true and loving husband."

"Promise me Iris," Cilan screamed as he held tightly onto Iris' elbows. He stumbled as he fought back a single tear. "There will be never be any other men. Your love is only for me."

"Whatever you want is yours," Iris whispered. She crawled back against the end of the bed and slipped out of her wedding dress. She bounced on Cilan's legs and kissed his hand. She could see it in his emerald eyes that this act of passion was crucial for Cilan's physiological health.

Cilan tossed his vivid clothing and wrapped himself around Iris as they both tucked into bed and circulated around the velvet and silk. "Then I want only you."

"What do you want from me?" Iris asked as she cradled his chest.

"I want your real love, your warm comfort, your sweet body, your wild heart, your feisty personality, your... I want all of you. I don't want to let you go this time. I want to be a part of the family we promised each other." With each word, Cilan held onto Iris to an even tighter grip. It even included the odd thrusting and moaning.

"We are." Queen Iris was thinking of Pagan, Salem, Elijah and Lilia looking after each other. Cilan wasn't their biological father, but she had a feeling that if he had the chance, he would have been a great father.

"But your sons hate me," Cilan responded. Although he couldn't help but rest his eyes on the pair of breasts before him. He clutched them like a batch of flowers.

"They will grow to like you," Iris vowed, cupping Cilan's cheeks.

"You said that the last time. Pagan will destroy me."

"We're King and Queen of Johto and Unova. They will grow to love you as their king." Iris' voice was rich with determination.

"As soon as you are gone it will be the death of me." On the other hand, Cilan wouldn't have minded at all. Pagan could dispose of Cilan any way he wants when he is king. By that time it wouldn't matter because if Iris did die before Cilan, he would view it as a way to get closer to her again.

"Don't worry," Iris assured The King. "I have many years to go and much more things to do."

"You mean it?" Cilan grinned as he felt all his problems sweep away.

"My word is law," Iris declared before ramming her tongue down Cilan's throat with a mighty force. She pulled away in a breathless state, but Cilan was left impulsed The Queen was on top of him, but he felt like the dominate one.

"Finish your law unto me." Cilan spoke in a deep voice that represented authority. Iris gasped as her face plunged closer onto Cilan's cheeks. In her head she wondered what she meant by that, but she felt as if her king could read her mind. Cilan answered her hidden question with no words. He licked Iris' lips before the gap between her lips widened and they performed their deepest and passionate kiss.

Now I have found the start,
I must fulfill my part
In the warmth of the beckoning fire.

I may have fallen apart,
But my recoveries are smart!
Hear the sweetness of the choir!

These passionate nights heal my heart.
My courage found the art
Beneath the light desire.

The Other King has officially come to an end and I think out of all of the stories I have written on this website, I like this one the most. I would like to take this opportunity by thanking everybody for reading and also an extra thanks to those who reviewed my story along the way. I'll probably come back now and then to make some changes and fix any mistakes I come across, but other than that I think I will leave the story the way it is.

The story is technically a crossover, but the story focuses on wishfulshipping and Cilan and Iris, hence it was placed in the pokemon section. Other fandoms that were referenced and used in this story include: Kingdom Hearts, Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney, Doctor Mario, Doctor Who, Beyblade, Yu-gi-oh, Bleach, Pretear and Digimon.

So here's a couple of my questions that I want to ask my readers. If you can respond to them via PM or in the review box, that would be great!

1. Do you think Lance was truly guilty or evil in this story?

2. Who do you was the real killer of Kamon Ketchum?

3. Are you happy that Iris and Cilan got back together?

4. What did you think of the poem at the end?

5. What do you think of Clair and Pagan wanting to get married?