Epilogue
Yseult
Over the years, I’d traveled far and wide, but a simple cave was my home. It was deep within the Earth, guarded by much magic.
I invited my sisters to journey there from the moor so we could speak in safety. I wished I could rest and hide away, like a creature weakened by a predator hides to heal. As if sensing this,
My warriors aligned themselves around me, a fearsome honor guard. I noted Sabine’s mates did the same, though when their paths grew close to my four, they gave each other respectful nods. They did not, however, take their hands from their weapons.
When we came to my dwelling, I felt a rush of panic. I’d spent many years layering the wards, but now, with my magic stripped, would they recognize me?
“It’s all right, child,” The crone was suddenly at my side.
