This is a season 1 epilogue chapter. The future of this tale will continue in this fanfic rather than a sequel. And don't forget to vote in the new POLL on my profile. It will influence season 2…or maybe it won't


The first thing Ezran felt was a softness under his back. Something he had not experienced in the last handful of days.

He stirred and got up. He was in bed. An actual bed. In an unfamiliar room. Everything about it was foreign, from the architecture to the decoration.

He pushed the covers off of him. His clothes were torn, again. As if he had just turned. That brought about a twinge of foreboding.

Someone knocked on the door. He gave permission to come in. It was Rayla, looking a tad concerned.

"Rayla, where are we?"

She rubbed her own arm. "At the Moon Nexus, atop the Cursed Caldera. Turns out I was right; the healer was a moon illusionist. She showed up and let us stay here for now."

Ezran nodded, understanding he had missed out at least a bit. The last thing he remembered was...frustration? "What happened to me? Everything is a blur."

She nodded hesitantly. "Yes, you may have gone wolf for a short while."

He nearly gasped. "What, but it's not a full moon!" He looked out the elvish window to confirm.

"I know, but it still happened. Lujanne - that's the illusionist - believes it's because we are so close to the Nexus. The Moon Primal is very strong here. Plus, you were more than a bit stressed, so…" she left the statement hanging.

A pregnant pause followed. He tried to assimilate the situation. "Did I hurt anyone?"

Rayla' answer wasn't immediate. "Ellis was a bit startled, but she's fine now. Come to think of it, in the end she thought your wolf form is, and I quote, 'super awesome, but in an extreme way.'"

"Wait, you said that this place was what caused me to turn! We need to leave."

She tried to appease him with a smile. "Relax, little prince. According to the 'expert'" she made hand inverted commas. "the Nexus may have given you a boost, but it was your mood that triggered the transformation. So, as long as you keep it cool, we should be fine."

Ezran wasn't so confident, yet he found no energy to protest. Or energy to do anything at all. "I'm tired."

"Fair enough. I'll leave you to catch some 'Zs'."

She left, giving him one final worried look, which he didn't notice as he was quick to doze off.

Ezran enjoyed a calm rest, occasionally tempered with a little torment. He dreamt of walking and running through a forest. The grass, flowers and trees were painted silver, which reflected the light from the multiple full moons, on the sky. Whenever Ezran slowed down to see his reflection on any surface, he would see a silver wolf of glowing, yellow eyes.


Ezran would wake up hours later, rejuvenated but sluggish.

His next visitor didn't knock. She stuck her head in through the halfway opened door.

"Ellis, hi!" Ezran was in a better mood, at least.

"Good dawn, Ezran."

"Dawn?"

"Yeah. The sun isn't up, yet. So it's not morning, it's dawn."

Ezran spared a sideways glance through the window. True enough, the sun hadn't yet come up.

As the prince faced her again, he noticed two things. First that Ava wasn't with her, for once. Second was something that caught his eye.

"What is that?" he pointed to a thin layer of bandages wrapped around her forearm.

"Oh, yeah! Uh, this was from when you bit me." she tried her best not to sound awkward. Ezran's expression became shocked and horrified but Ellis was quick to assure him. "But it's fine. It's all healed now, see."

She removed the bandages to reveal a bite mark mostly healed. The skin around the lacerations are restored, if still tender. And the places where the teeth sank were not so deep. All in all, it didn't look so bad. Still…

"I bit you?" he was almost afraid of looking her in the eye.

"Yeah, but you kinda helped heal it, too."

According to the explorer girl, when Ezran 'turned wolf', as she put it, he went for Rayla. However, because he still had his backpack, something colorful and glowy rolled out of it and ended up at Ellis' feet; the egg of the Dragon Prince. When he saw it, Wolf-Ezran went for Ellis and bit her.

"It did hurt." she admitted, passing a hand over the rebandaged injury. There was still some phantom pain there. "But then you let go."

"I did?"

"Yeah, you looked at me and then you just let me go." She proceeded to confess that he did let her go after she cried in pain. And when he did, he lowered his head. Almost looked apologetic, according to her.

Then Lady Lujanne appeared, riding on a giant bird. She did something with her hands and Ezran passed out and changed back. They were promptly brought to the Moon Nexus. Fortunately, the moon mage had some basic medical utensils for herself. And yet...

"Your arm was already healing?"

Ellis shrugged. "Kinda. When we got here, the bleeding had stopped and the wound looked smaller. Lujanne says some legends speak of wolf-people having healing saliva."

Ezran blinked. Werewolves have healing spit? His own spit can heal? "Weird."

"I was going to say 'cool'."

"Nothing about this is cool." Ezran sighed. "I'm so sorry I hurt you."

"It's fine. You apologized and I'm getting better."

"Still, it shouldn't have happened. It wasn't even a full moon. And I've been drinking my elixir."

Ellis was a bit confused. Rayla did say Ezran couldn't control himself in his wolf-form. She felt he was upset about it, so thought to change the subject and inquired about the egg.

Ezran divulged it was the egg of the Dragon Prince. He and Rayla were on a mission to deliver it to Xadia, in order to prevent a war. He even introduced the baby dragon, Azymondias (aka Zym) to her.

"It's my pleasure to meet you, Prince Azymondias." Ellis made an exaggerated bow to the egg. Ezran couldn't stifle the chuckle.

"He says he likes you, already."

Ellis laughed. "Likewise. This is a fairy tale come true like my mom used to tell. An elf girl, a dragon prince and a peasant boy, all traveling together to a magical land..."

Ezran grinned. "Not a peasant boy, a prince boy."

"Oh, you're a prince?"

He nodded.

"'Kay. That's neat, I guess." she replied, unenthusiastically. Ezran deadpanned at her lackluster reaction. And, they both broke down laughing.


The first rays of sunlight were peeking from the top of a mountain when Ezran exited his room. He sat on a smooth rock that served as a makeshift bench. Ezran wasn't usually a morning person, but after that night he felt oddly refreshed and energized.

His hair was turning silver. Somehow he could see through illusions. On a night of waning moon, he turned into werewolf, though was able to keep some measure of control. And to add to the list of strange events, his saliva could conveniently heal wounds.

…What a day!

The prince took in a breath of very fresh, mountain air.

Hopefully today wouldn't be such a chaotic slide.

To his surprise, a shooting passed above him. And strangely close too, not as far away as ordinary stars…Then it burst. Small specks of light rained upon him. They danced softly towards the ground like snowflakes.

"Wow!" the little prince smiled widely "Happy New Year, everybody!"

In the temple above, Lujanne observed the wisps of light with a concerned look.


"The spell worked! He's at the Cursed Caldera!" Claudia pointed to the other end of the string of purple light.

"You mean the haunted mountain where demonic spirits will suck out the marrow from your bones and grind your skull to pouder?" Soren asked. His armor clinged with his shaking. He turned to Callum. "And how come you're not cold?"

The prince barely shrugged, his eyes locked on their destination.

As the trio descended, Callum thought back to a letter he received the previous night. A letter delivered by a specially trained crow that reached him only when Claudia and Soren were asleep.

Dear Callum,

I hope this letter finds you well and that you are ever closer to rescue Ezran. This message is a bit urgent so I'll be brief. The death of the King has only exacerbated the situation on the Breach. The Sunfire elves are becoming bolder in the incursion attempts. The war that we fear is coming may already be all but inevitable.

But I believe we can still remedy this with the egg. Callum, when you find Ezran, your second priority is to bring the egg back to Katolis. My plan is that we deliver the egg back to Xadia, but on our terms. In that position of power, we can force a disarmament on their side of the border. Possibly, even demand a cure for the curses.

Don't take any unnecessary risks for the egg if it endangers your life or Ezran's. But if the opportunity presents itself, bring the egg back.

Be safe,

Your aunt Amaya


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Ezran grinned. "Not a peasant boy, a prince boy."

Ellis blinked. "Wait, prince? You're that Ezran, the prince everyone is saying died?"

"Died?"

"Two days ago, a messenger came by Saggess' Cottage and announced that Prince Ezran was killed."

"Me? Killed?" Ezran quirked an eyebrow.

"Yeah, also that King Harrow was assassinated by elves…" Ellis hastily clamped her mouth shut with both hands, but too late. Ezran was paralized, his eyes fixed on the girl.
There was a soft knock. The door opened slowly and Rayla's head poked in. "Hello, again, Ez? Saw your light on. Is everything alright?" she asked cheerfully.

But when Ezran turned his gaze to her, she felt a spike of dread.


Happy new year, everybody! May 2022 give us the end of this dreadful pandemic.

So this story is going on a break. For this new year, I'm going to finish abandoned stories, starting with Robbed of a Future. Don't know when I'm returning to this, but halfway through 2022 I'll be back.

The deleted scene was originally intended to be the final scene of season 1, but I thought best not to start the new year on such a bad note. Ezran will find out eventually, though.