Once Bunny's father gave his blessing, the rest moved quickly.
The wedding date was set for five days later, timed perfectly to coincide with the weekend when most of the village would already be gathering.
And after the festival—
Jax had become something of a legend in Burrowlane.
Word traveled fast in a farming community.
By sunset, nearly everyone in town had heard the stories.
The human who could outthrow the best knife thrower in the village.
The man who accidentally destroyed the axe-throwing range.
The one who drank a full pitcher of ale, spun around like a tornado, and still landed three bullseyes.
And of course—
The man who brought a twenty-five million gold dowry.
But even before Jax arrived, Aurabelle had always been beloved.
She had grown up in this village.
She was never cruel.
Never prideful.
She had the sort of innocent warmth that made people feel comfortable simply being around her.
So when word spread that Aurabelle was getting married, the entire town treated it like a celebration of their own daughter.
There was only one small problem.
The Vixens had their wedding dresses ready.
But Bunny's sisters and cousins did not.
Nyxian solved that problem immediately.
Jax opened a portal call to Solmere.
Within minutes, orders were sent.
Tailors worked furiously.
Packages were delivered to Hairbro by nightfall.
From there, Grim and Steed carried the supplies the rest of the way to Burrowlane faster than any normal caravan could manage.
Inside the packages were:
Bridesmaid dresses.
Groomsmen suits.
Shoes.
Accessories.
Everything needed for a proper wedding.
When the boxes arrived, the town's seamstresses nearly lost their minds with excitement.
Adjustments were made overnight.
Burrowlane might have been small, but they had skilled hands.
Within two days—
Everything fit perfectly.
With the clothes solved, the rest of the village threw themselves into preparation.
No one waited for instructions.
Everyone simply started helping.
Tables were built.
Lanterns were hung from trees.
Flowers were gathered from surrounding fields.
Children carried decorations.
Farmers hauled benches.
Musicians volunteered.
By the third day, Bunny's parents' backyard looked like something out of a festival.
Long wooden tables stretched across the grass.
Lanterns hung between trees like floating stars.
A simple wooden arch decorated with wildflowers stood at the front.
It was humble.
But beautiful.
Exactly what Bunny would have wanted.
The day of the wedding arrived with perfect weather.
Sunny skies.
Cool breeze.
And an entire village ready to celebrate.
Jax stood beside the arch waiting for the ceremony to begin.
He wore a tailored black suit with subtle red accents.
Standing beside him were his groomsmen.
Which consisted entirely of Bunny's brothers and cousins.
At first they had been skeptical of Jax.
But after the trials—
After the festival—
After several nights of drinking together—
They had adopted him fully.
One of the brothers leaned toward Jax and whispered.
"You nervous?"
Jax glanced at the crowd.
Then laughed.
"Not about the wedding."
"What then?"
Jax pointed toward the seating area.
On one side sat hundreds of Rabbitkin.
Family.
Friends.
Neighbors.
The entire village.
The other side—
Was completely empty.
The brother looked.
Then burst out laughing.
"Wow."
"Not a single guest on your side."
Jax shrugged.
"Guess I should have invited the dragon."
Music began.
The crowd stood.
And Bunny appeared.
Her dress flowed like soft clouds of white fabric.
Her long blue hair had been braided with tiny wildflowers gathered by the children of the village.
For a moment—
Jax forgot to breathe.
She walked slowly down the aisle beside her father.
Her usual bright smile had softened into something quieter.
More emotional.
When she reached the arch, her father placed her hand into Jax's.
He held Jax's gaze for a moment.
Then nodded once.
And stepped away.
The ceremony itself was simple.
Rabbitkin traditions didn't favor long speeches.
Instead, the village elder officiated.
"You stand here today," the elder said warmly, "not just as two individuals, but as two families joining together."
He gestured toward the enormous crowd.
"And in this case… an entire village."
Laughter rippled through the guests.
The vows were heartfelt but brief.
Bunny spoke first.
"I wanted to become an adventurer so I could see the world."
She smiled at Jax.
"I didn't expect to find my world instead."
Jax squeezed her hands gently.
"My life has been filled with many battles."
"But loving you has been the easiest decision I've ever made."
The elder smiled.
"Well."
"That seems simple enough."
He raised his hands.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife."
"You may kiss the bride."
Jax didn't hesitate.
The crowd erupted into cheers.
The reception began immediately.
Tables filled with food.
Music played.
Children ran between lantern-lit trees.
And then Jax revealed his own wedding gift to the village.
Barrels.
Large barrels.
Filled with Pixie Mead.
The moment the first barrel opened, the reaction was instant.
Gasps.
Cheers.
Even the older villagers stood up straighter.
Pixie Mead was legendary.
Within minutes mugs were filled across the celebration.
Laughter grew louder.
Music grew faster.
Dancing began.
At one point Bunny's brothers dragged Jax into the center of the dance circle.
Rabbitkin dancing was energetic.
Very energetic.
Jax survived exactly three songs before collapsing onto a bench.
Nyxian walked past him holding a mug of Pixie Mead.
"You fought ten thousand soldiers."
"But bunny dancing defeated you?"
Jax raised a finger weakly.
"They have… incredible stamina."
As the night grew late, the celebration slowly softened.
Lanterns flickered gently in the trees.
Families began drifting home.
Bunny eventually found Jax sitting beneath one of the lanterns.
She leaned against him quietly.
"Best day ever?" she asked.
Jax smiled.
"Best day ever."
The following morning, a small wagon waited outside the farmhouse.
Jax and Bunny climbed aboard while the Vixens waved them off.
Two days.
That was the planned honeymoon.
Just the two of them.
No battles.
No politics.
No adventures.
Just quiet time together.
As the wagon rolled down the road, Bunny rested her head against Jax's shoulder.
Behind them, Burrowlane slowly disappeared into the morning mist.
And for the first time in a long while—
Jax allowed himself to simply enjoy the peace.