Epilogue
A NOTE FROM MELEK
O kay. I know. We didn’t get to the ribbons.
Trust me, I’m as disappointed as you are. Had the muses (whom I lovingly consider to be my own personal figments) allowed me to have my way, this entire book would have been about me fucking Camillia De la Croix.
Alas, I’m not in charge here. Not entirely, anyway.
But I do know what’s coming, and I fully understand why my figments chose to end this part of the story where they did. Once you begin the next chapter of my tale, you’ll understand why.
However, in case you’re interested in how I think this story should have started, click here . My version involves a very naked and willing Cami, ropes, and a whole lot of orgasms.
Ty might make an appearance, too.
I fully intend to make this dream a reality. We just need to take down Vivaxia first. And make Cami our queen.
Until next time, my loves.
Remember to hydrate.
Choose silk over wool.
And please, for the love of the fae, follow your dreams. You might end up with a sexy Hell Fae King, too. Or maybe an impish prince who just likes to play.
Bye for now…
Love,
Melek