Epilogue
MARIENNE
“I have been married before, you know,” I said to Lucy as she clucked over me like a mother hen.
Behind me, in the mirror of my dressing table, Lucy’s eyes rolled in exasperation. We were sitting in my new bedroom. Erik’s room.
“I know, but not to someone you actually—”
“Love?” I smirked.
“Exactly.” Lucy held up two heavily jeweled tiaras and I turned to face her.
I wrinkled my nose at them, and she let out a sigh.
“These are traditional! I got them out of the Treasury. They are meant for a queen. And you are a queen.” She brushed a loose strand of hair over my shoulder, and I couldn’t help but smile at her. “You’re going to be the Queen of the Black Mountains, Marienne! For real this time.”
I eyed the tiaras, trying to keep an open mind.
Nope, I was right the f
