Chapter 52
KORMAC
He was happy. Even though he sobbed into my fur cloak, he was truly happy. I’d given him something good, not more hurt.
“We do have a chance,” I said. “But you’re okay with the price?”
“Yes.”
“Really? You’re happy to leave Faerie behind?”
“As long as I’m with you,” he answered, voice muffled in my cloak.
I smoothed his hair. “This will be a big change.”
He surfaced, sniffled. “I wanted change.”
“What about the throne?”
“It’s not my problem anymore. I’ve put this world back together. Let everyone else do the rest.”
Gods, he was so beautiful. So perfect.
“When shall we leave?” he asked.
“As soon as we can. I just want to start our new lives.”
“Pardon me,” Lorien said, stepping close. “But please do fill your bellies before you go anywhere. I’m concerned you’re not properly nourished.”
“Please!” Oliver cried.
I laughed. Valance laughed, slipping his arm around my waist.
“Of course,” my fae lover answered. “I am rather famished after so much wishing.”
I nodded in agreement.
Lorien clapped her hands together, her bangles chiming. “Wonderful! Let us celebrate this lovely occasion. Just wait until you try the wine we have.”
“Something tells me our heads will pound in the morning,” I said.
Valance kissed my cheek. “I’ll make it all better.”
The matriarch led the way into a hut, other jinn following. There was so much meat and cheese and bread. Plenty of fruit and wine, even dancing when jinn picked up instruments and began to play rowdy songs. A celebration to end all other celebrations.
The next morning, our heads did pound.
Two weeks later, we set sail for our new life.