Surely, sire, you would not challenge the Ladies Wyrd, Lot, and Doom.”
Lord Valeray took a deep breath and let it out, then shook his head and said, “I would not be so foolish. Welcome to the warband, daughter-to-be. We set out after the wedding.”
Epilogue: Afterthoughts
Thus ends this part of the tale which began long ago upon a winter’s night.
— Oh, and although I am not certain, there is this to ponder: just as Elves and other such Fey can become mortal by living overlong in mortal lands, who’s to say the reverse is not true? Mayhap by living in Faery overlong, Camille herself could become one of the Fey. If so, then she and Alain, if they manage to survive the peril ahead, might have a chance of living quite happily ever after in those places therein that now and again lie east of the sun and west of the moon, or so I have been told.
I was just wondering whose silver tongue or golden pen is telling the tale we find ourselves in.
