Epilogue
One week later
I wish I could say that we all just went home and had a cup of tea. No, there was still work to do. Some of the demons didn’t lay down their weapons, and neither did some of the Morrigan’s allies. While we’d been busy fighting her clone, she’d called her allied Gods and they came with their armies. The battle raged for two days until the last God was defeated. There were losses on both sides, but not as heavy as they could have been had the Morrigan still been there to control her demons.
Algonquin died in battle, killed by a higher demon who’d crept up on him from behind. Ever since we got back, Zephyr has been locked inside his chambers, refusing to open the door even for me. I’ve decided to let him grieve in peace while making sure he knows I’m there to
