Author's POV — Epilogue The morning Darian and Valen left, the mansion felt too quiet. Madam Callisto stood by the front steps with a small travel trunk at her feet, already dressed for the road in a sturdy grey cloak. Beside her, the horses stamped and huffed in the cool air, harnessed to two separate carriages bound in opposite directions. South, toward Darian's territory. North, toward Valen's. Raven had wanted to open a portal for them right then and there and skip the whole miserable goodbye. But Elder Kaelith had been firm about it. Raven's control over teleportation was still shaky at best, and sending either King to the wrong side of a mountain, or worse, into the ocean, was not a risk worth taking. Not yet. So it would be the road. Weeks of it. "I still think this is ridiculous," Valen muttered, pulling Raven into his arms for what had to be the fifth time in the last hour. "We just got you back." "I know." Raven pressed her face into his chest, breathing him in.
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