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EPILOGUE ONE - TEN YEARS LATER
RASMUS POV
Ten years.
It passed in the blink of an eye.
Leda took to the role of queen like a duck to water, not that anyone but her ever had any doubt.
She still hasn't opened her own bakery and she's still got an unhealthy obsession with Greggs pastries.
She took her knowledge and skills from the university and got a degree in psychology. She's been helping with those vampires who struggle with their rebirth.
She's still the most perfect creature in existence.
The biggest obstacle we've had to overcome has been the 'council'.
Because Leda was right, of course.
Some of the council ‘men’ – I sneer at the thought – seemed to assume that Leda would be a queen similar to Carlotta. It started with inappropriate comments. I thought I’d shut them down well enough but then Orm decided to corner Leda after a meeting.
I grit my teeth as I walk along.
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