Three Months Later
Three months ago, I gave birth to the cutest baby ever. Now, I stand at the back archway of the Chapel, the same place I exchanged marriage vows with Lincoln. Like that day, the place is crammed with thrax, quasis, and angels.
No demons this time. Whew.
The three of us are alone in the tunnel, which serves as the access way to the Chapel proper. At some point, I’m going to stop being amazed at the size of this so-called Chapel. The thing is way larger than Purgatory’s Arena back home. And today, I don’t think there’s an empty seat in the place.
Lincoln stands at my side. We’re both dressed in our medieval best as King and Queen of the Thrax. Just like with our wedding, my mother agreed that Antrum would be the best place to hold the main event for today, which is Max
