Epilogue

I'm no longer that stimulated by Nuada and his anti human cause anymore. Started this project in 2009. But he did give me the drive for supporting and advocating of Elf Rights- why should they perish when they were the First race? Kind of drafted in 2010 the perfect ending. Credits to all the pals who debate and indulge in fantasies.

Colours of the Wind (Coco Lee edition)

15 years later… (Laira)

After working hard at uncovering fossils and artefacts, I researched on universities and possible courses. Now I'm in my second year of a double- degree course in Fine Art and Geology. At college I lived with Joe's friend Camara. My brother would still drop by so I didn't miss him too much.

I looked forward to Nuada's rare visits. He didn't always have time and we didn't talk so much but I didn't mind. It is odd to think of Nuada as my husband, but yea he is. The deep ritual scar on his face had faded over the years and he appeared more youthful than in the past. So whenever he waited at the gate of our apartment to pick me up, nobody got freaked out. We would stroll through those invisible portals to have our special times. The first time he saw me after several months, he looked stunned. "You've grown taller and tanned. Where did my elendil go to?" Nuada asked. I never got tired of this joke. We had a good laugh.

I hoped Nuala and Abe were fine. Sometimes I received postcards from Uriel and Salem. They would not change, and promised to be in touch now held an important post at the hospital they had petitioned for in Bethmoora. The fatherly elf still charmed me with his blond and blue eyed looks. I had been so glad to see him after my exams. We met at a park.

"Hey there Laira!" he said, dressed in human clothing.

Squinting I saw through his glamour. Uriel beamed. "He can't come so sent me instead. Happy birthday." The elf presented me a gift wrapped in cloth. I embraced him.

"Wow you're still suave!" I remembered the time when he was stricken by the fever when demons overwhelmed New York and tears came. "No problem, I talked with him on the phone. Let's relax." As we headed towards a portal, he kept up a steady chatter about life. Uriel was less stressed now and more energetic. The elf also told me about Nuada and their friendship, adventures. Liz and HB were still in the Bprd more in charge.

"Did he say he still wants to be a royal prince?" I was curious. So far my husband had not voiced about that.

"He still is, always to us who support him. But the twins want to be detached from throne affairs. The Council makes a voted decision. Salem's now half a baker. We're going there to collect your cake." Cool! We took a carriage to the west of Bethmoora.

I had stopped being shocked at all the troll like were being shouted as I peeked outside. In a while, we reached the elves' district. Salem lived with his sister in a two storey house. He came out to greet us. Then they sang me songs in their language, and I had quite a lot of fun. Abraham had come too. It was awesome to see Blue!

"Oh he is sorry he can't come today. Something urgent came up. You can stay here with us and he should be here tomorrow." It was fine- vacation had started.

I asked the prince if we were going to have children soon. I'm more prepared now. It saddened me that most fae don't have many children. So if he wanted to go ahead, I would not mind. Nuada smiled. He was silent for a long while.

" Hm I changed my mind having being with Elodia. Being together is what matters. A cousin will be ruling the throne, the court is not for me. Instead, the present is more important, Laira."

I nodded and leaned my head on his shoulder. During absence, I had missed him a little. "Ok. Thank you. I almost suspect the real you has been abducted." Then we kissed and remained close. Nuada said the house for us was almost ready. It would look like a small palace… over the times we wrote, he had also sent drafts of the blueprints. "Didn't throw away what I had given you?" he declared with confidence.

Out of the corner of my sight, people trailed. They should be our guards.

"Of course not! Hehe. Will I be known as a princess?"

The amber eyes glittered, feral but harmless. I just noticed he had strapped on a sword. Was it the Luin? I smiled. I beckoned for him to lean closer and whispered. In an open field, where some of his trusted retainers gathered, he gave us a performance dance. Nuada certainly had not lost his touch, with the acrobatics of playing with his favourite weapon.

Then we visited Nuala and Abe. The elf sanctuary was still beautiful. While they talked, I dreamed. A world where all the fae can live openly without discrimination, when they all have no fears. I had played a small part of changing their minds about half bloods. I put my pencil to the paper and sketched.

My life may not be perfect, but I love my friends- Salem hugging his girlfriend, Uriel and his kids, HB, Liz, Blue and my sister. Maybe I would go on writing about our lives. For now I'll stop here and let secrets remain, unravelling their tapestries to the colours of the wind. "Hey guys, let's listen to this!" I chose the song and played it on a modified radio.

End!