EPILOGUE
LUKE
“King Lucas,” the address is still not engraved in my mind even if a year have already passed.
The king pass down the crown a week after I came back from Canada, before the year has ended. He was over the moon, happy that finally, he has been free from the responsibility. I can’t believe how jolly he is after the exclusive party we’ve had to announce my coronation day. Uncle Laurent watch the ceremony and together, him and the king gave their blessings to me.
Queen Monica, my grandmother, was shaken when she saw my Uncle Laurent. She pepper him with kisses and showered her with hugs in almost every minute. It was startling to see her so intimate.
As for Neola, I choose to not tell them about what happened to her.
I halted the news from spreading her name. After a
