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Killing him felt like I was setting the people of Dark Falls free after years of living under his watch. None of them even knew they were trapped. Hell, I didn’t know they were trapped. I didn’t know any of this. None of us knew that he was the one keeping the fairies divided into little towns of anger and isolation, rather than uniting us in one kingdom.
Now, just weeks after his death, the world is different. There are no more walls. No more divisions. The kingdom is still ruled by Edward, but now he himself designates people from each smaller village to communicate with him and let them know what the people in those areas need. It’s even more important to have open communication with the villages on the opposite side of the Dark Forest, so Edward has actually started working with the fairies and wizards there to make sure that everyone finds a way to be happy.
That’s what he wants, more than anything else: happiness for everyone.
Tulip has made a full recovery and she’s still happily living with Daisy, although if my inclinations are correct, she’s soon going to be moving in with Martin, the wizard. He’s been coming around more and more, apparently, and Daisy thinks they’re definitely fated mates.
What does Daisy know, though?
She’s a hopeless romantic.
Like me.
I live in Dark Falls now. I reside safely in the castle with Edward by my side. Perhaps it’s an unconventional arrangement, a fairy king being mated to a fairy peasant, but it works for us. The people here have accepted me as their queen and have given me more than my fair share of chances to show them what kind of queen I’m going to be.
A good one.
That’s what I want to be.
I want to be the kind of queen they write about in fairy tales, the kind of queen who makes her family proud. I want people to remember me after I’m gone as the queen who made a difference. I want them to remember me as the queen who wasn’t scared, and more than anything else, I want to make my sisters proud.
“There you are.”
I turn toward Edward’s voice. He strides into the library and closes the door behind him. I smile when I see him: my king. He looks a little different now than he did that day when I met him in the dungeon. He’s healthier now, stronger. His face is brighter and he doesn’t seem to be carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders anymore. His eyes shine and when he looks at me, I think I might just melt.
“Staring out windows again, are we?” He asks lightly. He reaches for me, touching my shoulder gently. His fingers graze my skin and when I look at him, I realize that this really is it for me. This really is everything I could have ever wanted, hoped for, or dreamed of.
“You know I love this view.”
I kiss him, welcoming him, letting him know that I’m so very happy to see him. Somehow, Edward manages to make everything seem like it’s going to be just fine. No matter what the kingdom might be facing. No matter what I might be dealing with. No matter how scared or worried or anxious I might be about something, he’s going to be here for me.
“And I love looking at you looking at the view,” he smiles. He moves me, turning me back around so I’m looking out the window once more. Then he wraps his arms around my stomach. Edward pulls me back close to himself and kisses my neck gently.
The kiss makes me feel alive.
I never realized that love could feel this way.
When I heard tales about mates and true love and being bonded to someone, it sounded scary to me. It sounded horrifying. It didn’t sound like this. It didn’t sound like it could be this incredible, wonderful thing. It is, though, and now I just can’t get enough of what’s happening. I just can’t get enough of Edward.
He can touch me as much as he wants.
He can have me forever.
He can do anything, as long as it makes me feel like this.
I might be an ordinary dark fae, but when I’m with Edward, I feel like I can fly.
“My King,” I whisper.
“My Queen,” he says.
“You know I can’t resist you when you do that.”
“Who said anything about you resisting?”
He nips at my neck, spins me around, and kisses my mouth, claiming me. He takes his time running his tongue over my lips before taking my mouth once more. In these moments, nothing feels as good as being with Edward. Nothing feels as strong or as incredible. Nothing feels like it matters quite so much.
I run my hands up his chest as we kiss, and I unbutton his shirt. Slowly, carefully, I strip it off of him and let it fall to the floor. We won’t be needing it anymore.
