One Year Later.
Thaddeus POV
She got the damn name; my sister managed to sink her claws into Evelyn and Ryland. And honestly, I am sure Ryland would have let her name our daughter whatever outlandish name she could conjure up.
Today is one year since she was born, one year since my sister died and returned to us, one year since I gave up my magic, and one year since our lives truly began. Everything is good and right in the world. Well, as right as it can be anyway.
No more news reports have crossed the nightly news of the Dark Ones, no more fear and hysteria surrounding us. I miss it sometimes, miss my magic, but they always manage to bring me out of the darkest parts of my mind, remind me of why I did it, remind me of what I have gained in return.
I always thought I never needed
