#Chapter 180: Epilogue

Elara

A year had passed since Draken and I signed that treaty, and life had settled into something sweet, even with all its ups and downs.

The scars on my chest had faded to thin white lines, and Draken’s wound was just a memory beneath his shirt. We’d become godparents to Tessa and Gael’s little boy, a squirming bundle named Milo who had Tessa’s big brown eyes and both of their stubborn streaks.