Epilogue Two

Marigold

Five Years Later

Glancing around the large clearing here to the north of Forest Glen, I let myself revel in how far we’d come over the last five years.

Dragons, wolves, bears, and, hell, even a few humans, all coexisted in peace as they had since that final fight, interacting without any drama in the wide-open area before me.

Granted, it wasn’t all smooth sailing at first, and there were still the occasional troublemakers to deal with every now and then.

It wasn’t a walk in the park to push past the prejudice when it did occur, but we’d found that most of it was due to misinformation that my father and the other former elders had spread throughout the years.

For that reason, I’d advocated for the annual gathering that we were all enjoying now, ensuring it was open to everyone.

Initially, there was more friction on the human side of things, but Finn and Maverick had handled any issues on that front in the aftermath of all the mayhem my father had caused.

I’d felt guilty