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“Forgive me,” I said to Roland and placed a hand on Casamir’s thigh to comfort him. “For I have yet to introduce you. Roland, meet my future husband, the Prince of Thorns, the seventh son, brother of the sixth, who you ordered me to kill.”
“Husband?” he whispered.
A stunned silence followed.
“Yes,” I said. “You asked who I was now that I had survived the forest? Here is your answer. I am Ella, lady of thorns and keeper of wings, wife of the seventh brother, and I have come to wish you onlyAnguish.”
At the sound of Casamir’s true name, a shattering sound filled the air, and then shards of gleaming glass rained down from the sky and speared Roland through the head, along with the mayor and every terrible townsperson who had treated me with contempt. Despite Elsie’s participation, she remained unharmed, staring in horror as her new husband bled at her feet, her dress spattered with this blood.
Amid the pure clink of the glass and the screams of the villagers, I turned to my elven prince.
“I love you, Anguish of Thorn.”
He pressed a hand to the side of my face, aligning our lips. “I love you, Gesela of my heart.”
We kissed amid the carnage, but we did not feel the sting of the glass, for Balthazar had already begun the journey home, through the Enchanted Forest, past my sister’s willow, to our castle of thorns.
And we lived happily ever after.
The End
