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Elvey arched an eyebrow. “I might still be a handful for you.”
Blaze grunted and then sneered. “Nothing I can’t handle.”
Then, I felt a strong tug in my soul, pulling me—
Something or someone was calling me outside the temple, and it was family.
I had a hunch. I had wondered if I could meet his soul again when I freed all souls from the black heart.
“I need fresh air,” I told my mates.
I couldn’t stand another second in this house of horrors.
Finrod’s warriors were taking care of Tianna’s former prisoners and survivors.
I untangled from my mates and raced out of the temple, with Elvey and Iokul leading and Blaze and Rai bringing up the rear. I sighed. From now on, they’d always form a protective formation around me, and it would be hell to fight four of them.
The stench lingered in the air even outside the temple, but the sun and moons had pierced through the gray clouds and fogs.
Things would be changing now. The sparkling blue would return to the ocean, the white sand would be as pure and hot as the beach in The Flowing Isle, and the healthy colors would once again blanket the forests in Sihde.
I would work with Finrod and my four mates to seal the portal to the demon realm. As for Phantom, I hoped he got what he’d come for and wouldn’t return to our world.
I overlooked the piles of demon corpses on the plain under the stairs. We’d won the war on all sides, but we’d also lost a lot of worthy warriors.
Victory always came with grief, sacrifice, and loss.
Finrod and his elite guards appeared at the entrance, Nerida limp in his massive arms.
“Is she okay?” Elvey asked, stalking toward them.
“She will be,” Finrod said, his jaw tight from rage, fear for her lurking in his darkened blue eyes. “I’ll allow no one to ever hurt her again.”
Elvey held Nerida’s hand in his gently, then he kissed her forehead.
“We’ll visit, King Finrod,” I said. “We’re allies now. Our courts will be open to each other.”
“We’re family, Daisy,” Finrod said.
And then he and his warriors vanished.
A horn rose in the air, long, sorrowful, and triumph. The light Fae army was calling retreat. They’d gathered their dead.
“Burn the temple to the ground,” I told Adrian as he stood guard with other dragons. “And burn every inch of the Breath of the Wild with the dragon fire.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. We’ll purge the evil in the land,” Adrian said and shifted.
A black dragon led his kind to take off and set the land ablaze.
I felt the familiar magical tug in my soul again, and I looked up.
A glowing orb, the last soul that had lingered, drifted toward me.
I recognized whose soul it was, and tears streamed down my face.
“Father,” I said, my voice thick with emotion.
Light expanded from the orb, and a giant of man of light stood in front of me. He had a strong, regal, and handsome face, golden skin, and rich-brown hair.
