Epilogue

“You want to know what I don’t understand?” Indigo said as he peeled a grumpacker in the seat across from me.

Turning my gaze from the window of the carriage I’d been staring out to watch the Far Shore landscape pass by, I lifted my brows in amusement as he kicked back lazily on his cushion and hiked his boots up onto the padded bench next to me.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Why…” he wondered, “is a woman who marries a king labeled a queen, but a man who marries a queen a mere prince?”

Sending him an odd look, I answered, “You tell me. You’re the one who insisted it had to be that way in the first place.”

He scowled in irritation. “Only because that’s how Bison said it’s done on Earth. Or at least how he thinks it goes. Apparently, he’s never followed royal order that closely before.” He wrinkled his nose. “Strange, that.”

“Well, we certainly don’t have to follow Earth’s rules,” I decided, “as we’re not earthlings ourselves.”

Farrow gasped at such a suggestion. “Yes, we do,” he argu