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“Oh, Erol, my darling boy!” Marilla reached for Erol as if she’d seen an apparition.
“I told you he would come back to us!” Agatha said and beamed at her brother. “It just took a little longer than we thought.”
I stared at Erol’s mother and sister. They had been emaciated, so thin and sickly when we’d gotten them out of the dungeon, but they were healthy and beautiful again, their skins smooth and blemish free, hair glossy, and their clothes had been restored, too.
“What now?” I asked, looking around.
I had no idea what we were meant to do now; our calling had been fulfilled. The Conjurites were free. They were Fae again.
“Now, we celebrate,” Erol said, rubbing his hands together with a grin.
I laughed. I liked this positive Erol, who glowed with happiness and light, who was the man he was meant to be.
I could make a life with him. I could do forever with him.
Today was the start of our journey together.
34
EROL
Iwalked through the castle, checking every public room where the guests would be.
“We need flowers here,” I said to one of the servants who dusted a coffee table in a private living room for the guests.
“I’m on it, sir,” she said and hurried out of the room.
I nodded, making sure everything else was fine before I walked to the next room.
Hazel found me in one of the last rooms. She came to me and kissed me.
“You’re not supposed to run around, checking on all these things. That’s what you hired the planner for.”
“I know, I know. I just want everything to be perfect.”
She smiled and cupped my cheek, running her fingers through the beard on my chin. I’d grown the beard while I struggled with my dual personality—it was how I liked to refer to my stint with Cyrene. Hazel had told me she liked the facial hair, so I kept it. It was much lighter than it used to be. I still had to get used to seeing myself in the mirror after the darkness had left me.
Hazel had helped me—had saved me. I would lay down my life for her,
Everything for her.
“The guests are already arriving. You should get dressed. The ceremony will start soon.”
I pulled her closer to me and kissed her deeply. When I let go of her, her cheeks turned bright pink, and her blue eyes grew darker with need.
“I can’t wait for the ceremony, because after that, we get to celebrate. I can think of a few ways I’d like to get started.” I put my hands on her hips and grinded myself against her.
Hazel giggled and blushed again. “Don’t get me worked up now; it’s going to be a long day.”
I waggled my eyebrows at her before I let her go, and she laughed, walking away from me. It was hot to watch her go. She was beautiful in every way, and I loved having her beneath me, writing and gasping, strengthening our bond.
When Hazel was gone, I shook myself out of my awe of her and turned toward the room where I had to get dressed. We stayed in a room together, since she was my mate, but we weren’t going to get ready for the ceremony together.
I chuckled to myself, thinking about how everything had come together over the years. The first time I’d seen Hazel, she had been a prisoner in Falx’s dungeon. I hadn’t realized back then that she would be my mate. Now, we had defeated a dark goddess together, we’d forged a mate bond, and freed a kingdom.
I would never in my wildest dreams have thought anyone could revive me, bringing me back to life after I’d spent centuries being dead on the inside.
“Are you ready, sire?” my valet said, coming into the room with the clothes I was meant to wear.
