Page 122 of Heart of Dawn
Thank the stars he made it out of the hive alive.
King Damien still sat on the throne, but had become a recluse, apparently. Dorian wasn’t sure if his brother would remain king. It didn’t matter, he wrote. Rebuilding Faery was his priority. Many lives had been lost, but my parents were well. They wanted me to come home. Apparently, they’d visited the palace but couldn’t bring themselves to come to Earth.
Fine. That kind of hurt, though I knew they were always wary of this world.
Dorian thanked us for ending Dawn, inviting us to dinner one day. I’d have to think about that, not wanting to be in the same building as Damien—recluse or not.
“Anya sends her love?” Miko inquired. “Who’s that?”
“Snow spider.”
“Right. Is she at the palace? “
“No. Too hot for her,” I said. “I think.”
Dorian ended the letter with his eternal gratitude, wishing to discuss repayment.
“Trade,” Miko said, folding the silver-edged paper. “We’ll set up trade. Both realms are in this together.”
We wrote back, getting an agreement in place, supplies moving back and forth within weeks, including people to help with the rebuild.
Wow. What a strange new world.
The good kind.
On July 4th,Cate gave birth to twins—a boy and a girl.
She named them Joe and Jenny, the pair of them super adorable.
Jenny was a werewolf. But Joe was human.
Wow. Just when we thought humans were extinct, they came back into play. Would there be more human births in the future?
I guess only time would tell.
Daria showedup the night after Joe and Jenny were born.
With the new babies in bed with their parents, the vampire arrived on the balmy summer night with a smile on her face.
“Oh my stars…” I breathed, surprised to see her in the doorway of our house dressed in black.
“Hello, fae.” She stepped closer to kiss me on both cheeks, offering no hug. “How are you?”
I did the kissing thing back to her. “I’m fine. How have you been? It’s been so long.”
“Indeed it has.”
Miko appeared behind me. “Daria?”
“Hello.” Cue more cheek kissing.
“Are you back?” he asked.
“If you will have me.”
“Of course.”
She pulled a marshmallow from her pocket. “I have been terribly lonely out there. There are other vampires, yet they all seem so dull now with their complaints over no more humanblood to drink. Ever.” She rolled her eyes. “I tell them to adjust, to embrace our new world. They will not have it.”
