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When you think about it, it’s the ultimate scientific dream. You get to see the outcome of your work, thousands of years later.
But if everything’s constantly changing, even in small increments, how do you document it? The Scholar People.
They have Masters on both sides of the doorways who constantly travel back and forth, to update records. Change one thing here, they record it. When it changes something in Monsterland, the scholars here know why. Then they update the records.Wemay not remember every event, but the scholars know and help us figure it out.
There’s so much more for me to learn, but I spend dinner holding back sobs, enjoying every single word of conversation with my parents and grandma and kissing Bard. I tell them I’m just hormonal, but I keep getting looks from Alwar, who’s seated on the ground at the end of the table—War People style.
I’m absolutely overwhelmed by what’s in front of me. It’s not the life I dreamed of, but that’s only because I could never be this creative. A world where the monsters help us, not eat us. And we in turn help them. It’s weirder than anything I’ve ever come across, which says a lot.
Bard and I supposedly fell in love about ten years ago, while working together on this massive endeavor to prepare humans for a solar apocalypse. He decided to take the plunge and negotiated with the Dust People to help him out since I can’t exactly get bigger. Gabrio actually makes fun of Bard for it to this day. Lots of tiny human cock jokes. From what I can tell, Bard is not lacking in that department.
After dinner, the human-sized family is in the kitchen, washing dishes. Except me. I’m too fat, apparently, so I take a walk to the other barn to look at the zoo inside. There are so many creatures. Scaled things, furry things, and scary-as-hell things.Is that a peacock with roach legs? Ew…
I decide I’ve had enough monsters for one day and head outside.
“You did this, by the way,wife.”
Alwar is waiting just outside for me.
“Wife?” I ask. “So you did get my stories.”
“Our families don’t know. Nor should they ever, Lake.”
I don’t disagree, but… “It feels kind of dishonest, hiding all that from Bard.”
Alwar shakes his head. “Why? None of it happened. Not even for me. It’s all just a story passed down by the Scholar People. By the way, you can give a little too much detail. The amount of ejaculatory efforts?”
I hang my head and blush. “Theywanted to know all that stuff.”
“Oh, I’m certain they did.”
“But what made you take action? What made you trust a story from a woman you’ve never met?”
“The devil is in the details, as you humans like to say. You knew things about me no one else did—my feelings about my father, my kingdom, and, most of all, Mahra. Because of this, I could not deny the message from thousands of years in the past was real. So I spent time with the Scholar People, and we decided that the only solution was to take the road never traveled.”
“Which was?”
“Do not protect the wall. Use it as a tool. If the gods opened the doorways, who was I to shut them?”
I give his words some thought. “You’re a much smarter and braver person than me.”
He laughs. “Maybe. Ididmarry Mahra. We could never be together in the traditional sense, but I loved her in every other way. She was everything to me.”
“I’m really happy to hear that.” I exhale slowly. It’s all a lot to take in.
“I hope the same happiness for you and Bardolf. I had to work very hard to pave the way for your union.”
“This was all you?”
He nods. “You gave a lot to get both our worlds to where we are, and you deserve a happy life.”
“You too.” I blink up at him. “Think you’ll ever fall in love again?” Nothing could make me happier.
“I prefer not to discuss private matters. And while we are on the subject, I implore you to keep the past between us—now that you remember. By the way, when did your memory return? I’ve tested you several times, but the Lake I knew did not recall her past.”
“It happened today. And did you just change subjects on me? Who is she?”
Alwar looks off at the tree line. “This is truly a magnificent world, Lake. It gives me joy to have helped you save it, and in return my own.”
He’s not going to tell me. Okay. “Thank you, Alwar.”
“The thanks is all mine. I had many good years with Mahra because of you.” He takes my hand between his index finger and thumb and kisses the top. “Please take care of that child. And do not forget, he must be raised in Monsterland. That is not negotiable.”
I blink, and Alwar marches away. I don’t know what he’s talking about, but this baby belongs to me. Me and Bard. And I’m never going back to Monsterland.
The life I’ve always dreamed of is right here.
THE END
