Twelve- Epilogue
The Frondé of Princes was finally at an end and France was entering a new Era of peace and tranquility. The blade-bound had fulfilled the duty for which they had been created. That contract was at an end and it was with an open hand and a peaceful heart that Louis and Philippe released them to return to what lives they could make for themselves.
"We will be available if you need us," Chancellor Michael Pace told the young royals. He would have bowed, but was kept from doing so by the sleeping twins in his arms.
Louis and Philippe had been astonished to hear how the small boys had traveled halfway across the country as spies in the enemy's train. They seemed so peaceful now…innocent. But when one took into account the family's impressive bloodline, it was somewhat less surprising.
The chancellor, his warrior wife, Riviér, and the elder twins, Shoel and Torrent, had been invaluable during the day to day business of battle. It made sense that their progeny would be equally adept in matters of war. The young royals presented each with a medal of honor in thanks for what they had done. The family would be returning to the land and property that had once belonged to Richelieu. The Cardinal had entrusted the land to him as chancellor, but now it was his by right of royal writ as well. To be passed down to his sons and their sons…as was their right.
Protector, Chosen and the blackguard would be returning to Berry le Feré in another fortnight. Saying goodbye to Etienne, Anton and Ande would be heart-wrenching for the young royals who had become quite attached to the young rogues.
Aramis had been given his old room in the musketeer garrison and was still recovering from his wounds. Philippe had snuck in to see him on several occasions…only twice getting caught by Duval while he was en route to the kitchens.
It seemed that without trying, Louis and Philippe succeeded in getting the two legends back together again. Captain De Batz seemed more relaxed lately. He had visited the musketeer barracks at least twice in the past week. But the twins suspected Aramis' recovery wasn't the only reason he had to be chipper. Louis was sure that he saw the queen slip him a note of some kind after the award ceremony. And there had been a noticeable spring in his step ever since.
Ramon received special dispensation to have Marco stay with him in the barracks…though the boy was required to attend school and keep himself out of trouble. It was a bit awkward between the two brothers, who admittedly did not know each other at all. Siroc was helping in this respect, as he knew what it was like to be a slave. He was able to ease the boy into an…independent frame of thought.
Slowly, but surely, things settled down and the defenders of France came to enjoy the peace they had won.
But it wouldn't last. Neither Mazarin nor Condé were the type to stay quietly in exile. And when they returned, it would be up to the young musketeers to face the challenge.
-End for Now-