Death's Redemption (Eternal Lovers #2)

Epilogue

 

Well, we must say, sister”—Clarion turned a wide smile onto Lise—“you have done well with death. Already we feel the balance of good and evil aligning. The world is returning to what it once was. The threat of war recedes more and more each day.”

 

Lise nodded. “Death only needed a little nudge. That is all.”

 

“But I do wonder”—Clarion’s fat raven-colored curls bobbed around her oval face attractively—“why the box did not work for Frenzy. I am curious, if he is not.”

 

Lise shrugged. “The answer was in the wood itself. Decades ago when I gave the box to the queen, I’d sealed a drop of seer blood into the tree the box had been hewn from. In fact, I’d sealed Mila’s blood into it.”

 

Clarion frowned. “You traveled time, then?”

 

Lise merely lifted a brow, a smug little smile lacing the corners of her lips. “It was the only way to ensure the queen could not destroy the creature herself.”

 

Clarion’s laughter echoed through the pearlescent chamber. “Oh, sister, that was too clever. If the queen had been able to do away with her creation, then she would never have worked out a deal with the lovely vampire hybrid.”

 

“Exactly. She would have killed the shadow and taken Mila herself. At least like this she was forced to work out a deal, one that I could seal and ensure would never be broken. After fifteen years Mila will be free and out from under the thumb of that wretched queen, and she and her redheaded beau will live happily ever after.”

 

Clarion clapped her hands. Lise really was quite clever when she wanted to be.

 

Nodding, she turned to go.

 

“Wait, sister, you’ve only just arrived. Leaving already?”

 

“Club X will not run itself, sister dear.” And with a wink she returned back to the land she loved. Being a fate was fun, but her true calling was living among the wild and the wicked. Lise had found her home and she’d fight the devil himself to keep it, and her children, safe.

 

“Round two goes to me, Queenie,” she whispered into the night, laughing when an unmistakable growl of annoyance sprang from The Morrigan’s lips.

 

This fight was far from over, and Lise had never had so much fun…

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