Epilogue Griffin
“I believe we have some unfinished business.” Brea lowered herself to the ground beside Griffin.
Myrkur celebrated their new king with a bonfire in Fela’s town square. Hector was a reluctant king, but he took to the role like a natural. He was a good man who would never let the power of ruling over others go to his head. He would be a benevolent and kind ruler.
“What business is that?” Griffin watched the young people of Myrkur dance and sing in the growing darkness.
Brea pulled something from her bag.
“Ahh, the marriage magic. I’d wondered when that would come back to haunt us again.”
“I’ve studied this scroll with my sisters and Lochlan. We’re all in agreement that this kind of magical bond is no longer necessary.” Brea glanced down at the scroll in her lap. “More
