*Dance of joy* Last part! All usual disclaimers apply… please R/R!
A few loose ends are tied up here… a few things are left open… for a possible sequel… providing I get enough reaction.
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Epilogue:
"Ugh… I feel awful…" sniffed Narcissa.
"It's your own fault, Sis," Sarah responded gently.
"I know… But you would think the Fates would allow more time before I got pregnant. I've done this twice. I have three children. It's not really necessary again."
Sarah sighed and smiled. It had been only a year since Narcissa and Puck got married. They were very happy together and Puck had been overjoyed at Narcissa's news. After being the godfather to her twins, now his step- children, he had always wanted a child of his own.
"And you, Sarah, when are you going to provide Jareth with an heir?"
The princess laughed, "I don't think Jareth is worried about that, 'Cissa. Besides, I think we should at least get married first!" Sarah and Jareth had decided to wait before becoming husband and wife. After all, they had not seen each other in two hundred years. Sarah still lived in Narcissa's castle, against the wishes of Jareth (and quite in accordance with Oberon's).
"Hmm," mused the young queen. Narcissa was still the apparent heir -- and therefore still the queen -- to her own father's throne. Sarah had never demanded her birthright, and the family had decided to leave the matter alone until the weddings and births were in the past. Another five years at the least, considering Narcissa had put her foot down about Giselle. The girl was not to be wed until she had mastered the magical arts; an indefinite amount of time. Ion would also be learning to control his inherent trait of magical ability, from Apollo himself; the fae's way of making up for centuries of separation. "Well, I guess I just want Puck to have a friend in fatherhood."
The subject of their conversation came in at that moment. After kissing his wife a good morning and greeting Sarah, Puck went to the books on the shelves. "What are you looking for, husband?" called Narcissa. She had never been the 'sweetie' type of person, but she loved calling the Trickster her husband; even after a year it was surreal that they had come together to form such a great match.
"Oh nothing, just something to read, my love." Puck was a powerful king now, the joint heir to the Fae throne and still Oberon's advisor.
"Watch," whispered Narcissa, "he'll go to either a book on parenting or a book of baby names." The sisters began to giggle, imagining the trickster as a devoted father.
Puck stopped and rolled his eyes at the women. "Females…" he muttered.
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Hades and his wife reclined in sofas in their dark parlor. Persephone read a book aloud to her love: Dante's Divine Comedy. It amused Hades to hear how mortals perceived his realm. While the two laughed in the ebony- colored palace, a vault in the dungeons held an important object that was rattling in rage.
The servants of the palace refused to go near it. The small crystal held thousands of angry phantoms but that was not what scared the domestics. For they heard a single voice crying out of the thousands. It called for death, revenge and escape.
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Did you like it? It's done… unless you all want a sequel. Anyway, R/R!
By the way, MANY MANY thanks go to Baloo… my wonderful beta reader who has helped make this story into a coherent piece of fanfiction. And also thanks to my many reviewers! I love you all!
A few loose ends are tied up here… a few things are left open… for a possible sequel… providing I get enough reaction.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Epilogue:
"Ugh… I feel awful…" sniffed Narcissa.
"It's your own fault, Sis," Sarah responded gently.
"I know… But you would think the Fates would allow more time before I got pregnant. I've done this twice. I have three children. It's not really necessary again."
Sarah sighed and smiled. It had been only a year since Narcissa and Puck got married. They were very happy together and Puck had been overjoyed at Narcissa's news. After being the godfather to her twins, now his step- children, he had always wanted a child of his own.
"And you, Sarah, when are you going to provide Jareth with an heir?"
The princess laughed, "I don't think Jareth is worried about that, 'Cissa. Besides, I think we should at least get married first!" Sarah and Jareth had decided to wait before becoming husband and wife. After all, they had not seen each other in two hundred years. Sarah still lived in Narcissa's castle, against the wishes of Jareth (and quite in accordance with Oberon's).
"Hmm," mused the young queen. Narcissa was still the apparent heir -- and therefore still the queen -- to her own father's throne. Sarah had never demanded her birthright, and the family had decided to leave the matter alone until the weddings and births were in the past. Another five years at the least, considering Narcissa had put her foot down about Giselle. The girl was not to be wed until she had mastered the magical arts; an indefinite amount of time. Ion would also be learning to control his inherent trait of magical ability, from Apollo himself; the fae's way of making up for centuries of separation. "Well, I guess I just want Puck to have a friend in fatherhood."
The subject of their conversation came in at that moment. After kissing his wife a good morning and greeting Sarah, Puck went to the books on the shelves. "What are you looking for, husband?" called Narcissa. She had never been the 'sweetie' type of person, but she loved calling the Trickster her husband; even after a year it was surreal that they had come together to form such a great match.
"Oh nothing, just something to read, my love." Puck was a powerful king now, the joint heir to the Fae throne and still Oberon's advisor.
"Watch," whispered Narcissa, "he'll go to either a book on parenting or a book of baby names." The sisters began to giggle, imagining the trickster as a devoted father.
Puck stopped and rolled his eyes at the women. "Females…" he muttered.
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Hades and his wife reclined in sofas in their dark parlor. Persephone read a book aloud to her love: Dante's Divine Comedy. It amused Hades to hear how mortals perceived his realm. While the two laughed in the ebony- colored palace, a vault in the dungeons held an important object that was rattling in rage.
The servants of the palace refused to go near it. The small crystal held thousands of angry phantoms but that was not what scared the domestics. For they heard a single voice crying out of the thousands. It called for death, revenge and escape.
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Did you like it? It's done… unless you all want a sequel. Anyway, R/R!
By the way, MANY MANY thanks go to Baloo… my wonderful beta reader who has helped make this story into a coherent piece of fanfiction. And also thanks to my many reviewers! I love you all!