Epilogue
Jacoby - One Month Later
I loathe visiting my family’s castle in the Faerie Lands. The place is drafty and full of ghosts.
Not metaphorical ones, mind you, such as the types who slam doors or go boo in the night. I’m talking real spirits with opinions that they insist on sharing. Overall, I find it’s best to do my business here and return to Earth as quickly as possible.
To that end, I step in my newest throne room. This was my late brother Frey’s seat. As I cross the threshold, one thing becomes obvious.
The decor here is horrible.
Frey had an unhealthy interest in bull themes. Therefore, horns adorn the walls while a mosaic of charging bulls covers the floor. And the throne itself is coated in a rather putrid brown hide. I’m assuming that’s a bull skin, but with my family,
