Royce couldn’t believe he had actually agreed not to kill Pestale, but when Pestale laughed and thanked her, she turned on him. “You beast. You are a heartless killer. Well, off you go back to your brothers and Morrigu … and the hell you will never escape again.”
“Oh, don’t say that, Princess … what was accomplished once may yet be again, and next time … next time, I will have my family with me … and I will come for you! Make no mistake. I will come for you!”
His words sent shivers through Royce, and she leaned into Chance, who held her and kissed the top of her head. “Let me kill him now …”
At that moment they were pulled through the portal, as was the ‘in between’ dimension, and found themselves once more in Rysdale’s portal room.
~ Epilogue ~
THE QUEEN ARRIVED with her Trackers and took custody of the Dark Prince. There was a bit of a ceremony before she led the way into the Dark Realm and gave Pestale over to the Dark King.
The Dark King’s presence was felt, not seen, as he said, “Pestale, son of hope, best of my creations, a vicious disappointment. Your memory will be erased … as were your brothers’ and Morrigu’s. It was cruel not to have done so sooner. My Crystal has made me understand. You will be given a new start … w
e shall see what will come of it.”
The queen watched as Pestale vanished into his father’s keeping. Then she and the Trackers returned to the Isles of Tir.
She called on Chancemont, Royce, and Trevor to attend her in her private chambers, and in full court dress all three appeared.
Once again, Lord Morgan stood at her side. Royce watched Chance’s expression as he looked from his father to the Queen of the Seelie Fae. She wanted to giggle, but she controlled herself.
“You are to be commended. I am quite proud of both you, Prince Trevor and Princess Royce.” She turned to Chancemont. “You have displayed yourself a true friend of this court, Chancemont LeBlanc. Your service to us will never be forgotten.”
“Then I ask a boon,” said Chancemont, surprising Royce, who looked at him with wide eyes.
“Of course,” said the queen with a soft smile.
“Your blessing on the union between myself and Princess Royce,” he said.
The queen looked at the princess. “Is this your wish?”
“With all my essence, it is,” Royce said, trembling and about to do something she had not done in awhile—cry.
“Granted,” said the queen, smiling at Chance as she put her princess’s hand on his. “I shall give the party here at my castle.”
“No, it shall be at Dravo,” said Chance.
The queen frowned, and Lord Morgan said, “We will have the ceremony here in Faery, but we will then repair to our manor for the ensuing festivities.”
Queen Aaibhe smiled sweetly at him and said, “So wise, my lord, so wise …”
Royce, heedless of all these machinations, had already jumped into Chance’s arms and was covering his face in kisses.
Trevor grinned and shook his head …
And so, for them, a new beginning!
~ Not Exactly the End ~
Trevor is about to learn just how much a human can matter to him. Continue reading for an excerpt of Through Time-Whiplash …
Trevor’s second chance to deal with Pestale
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