Malek and Amelia still hadn't come down from their room. Occasionally, we'd hear thumps and bangs, accompanied by her loud moans. Remiel had finally had enough and brought the boom box outside and started blasting some 80s music.
Ruby was making a roast dinner, while Malacai sat on the porch, dragging on a cigar and sipping whiskey neat. I smiled in contentment, looking out at Maleks beautiful village as his people milled about, waving at me and smiling in earnest. Everything felt normal...it felt at peace.
I knew things weren't always going to be peaceful, after all, we had many loose ends. The angels interfering with us, taking the dragon children, the mysterious and threatening letters I kept receiving and getting to the bottom of my families disappearance. Somehow, I felt it was al
