Epilogue 1: A New Life

The first morning was perfect, but the chaos of removing the miasma soon surfaced as the days went on. The regions didn't have borders preventing one another from trespassing. Even though the demons were no longer the residents of Fathal and were now known as Fithians, it didn't stop them from developing a desire to feast on humans.

This ability remained with them, allowing them to increase their magical output. Though, that was looked down on both sides, making them the same as any murderer. Most of the Fithians quickly jumped on everyday foods again, which they welcomed.

However, the inhabitants of Traedan couldn't let go of the fact that we hunted them for years. Another tipping point was Sebastian's human farms, all destroyed after the curse was lifted. It was something that Finn personally sought with Brielle at the helm of that operation.

All the humans were returned to Traedan, which was safer than Fathal as they were away from the temptation of its residents. However, that didn't change what I had done and gave me leverage with them. Thanks to that, a brittle peace was forged between the two once-warring nations.

One we knew wouldn't last, but at least the appearance of other monsters kept us allied. When Soren and Finn saved my life, they sent the corrosive mana that was killing me into the celestial plane, slamming the gates open, which allowed beings from the beyond to escape into our mortal realm.

These beasts were known as Reapers, minions to the world eater, the heralds who would usher in the end—or so Soren said. They said the miasma would end the world, and we lived past it there.

Within a month, we had rebuilt the Dragonheart castle to all its glory. We even started plating a rose garden outside, though that credit went to Serah, who spearheaded the entire thing. All the while, Jack built me a wheelchair to get around.

Breaking the curse had affected me in more ways than I could count. I could barely walk a couple of steps before my legs gave out, yet that didn't stop Finn from having the most prominent wedding ceremony for us. Everyone from the kingdom gathered at the castle grounds to celebrate our day.

It wasn't in the throne room, though. No, we had it in the newly grown garden outside. Some demons could grow anything. And before I knew it, I was surrounded by roses of different colors. I was six months into the pregnancy, leaving a noticeable bump on my belly.

As fun as the wedding was, I couldn't stand after a certain point, which didn't stop Finn from holding me up. When it came to the ceremony, I felt tears stinging in my eyes the entire time. All the while, the dragon I adored had the biggest smile on his lips.

"Very well, you may kiss your bride and queen, my lord." Rizak declared as the king pulled me into the sweetest kiss I'd ever remember.

However, it wasn't long before we were in our room. The demons remained, with their ability to teleport to places they had visited once before. I was wearing a beautiful white flowery dress Phobe had tailored for me, while Finn was wearing a fancy white shirt with black pants and a black cloak.

"Hey! That wasn't how it was supposed to be!" I huffed, feeling the bed under me soon after.

Solas had also joined us in our escape, lying down by the door. However, my eyes darted from the wolf onto the dragon before me, who caged me under him.

A smirk rose on his lips, "What? I want to do more than kiss my wife. We've barely had time to fuck recently with everything going on. Plus, Rizak assures me you have no more aches."

"But I wanted to try some of the cake Gael made," I mumble, only to giggle when he kissed my cheek.

"They'll save some for you later. Focus on your new husband as we consummate our marriage." He breathed, undoing the zipper to my dress.

A hum left my lips as he slowly peeled it off me, trailing kisses everywhere he exposed. The moment my chest was exposed, he licked my nips before sucking on them. Pulling my dress up, I felt his tail tug on my undies and stockings.

However, his full attention was on my little soft lumps that he kept teasing with his tongue. Soft mewls were leaving me when he pulled away from my breast, lapping his lips.

"You're deliciously addicting, Sylvia." He purred, prompting me to grab onto his hair.

"Then taste me all you want." I simpered as his touch warmed me in ways I never thought I'd feel.

Then again, I didn't think the day I'd be someone's wife would ever come, but here I am, your wife, and you're my husband.

"Gladly, little love." He smirked, pulling up my dress.

A second later, his lips met my intimate ones, trailing his tongue through my slits. He had been doing this recently every night when he could, yet he had never gone beyond it, afraid I wouldn't be able to handle his loving.

Well, until today…

Gripping his hair tightly, I mewled his name.

"Gods, you really love me eating you, don't you?" He chuckled.

"I love it," I smirked before a sharp whine left me as I felt him sucked on my sensitive bell.

His hands spread me apart more, allowing him better access to what he wanted to do. There, I felt his tail tease my entrance—something he had never done before. He quickly withdrew it before replacing it with his fingers.

They explored my inner walls, making me whimper under him as slurping noises came from him, and my voice ran wild because of it.

"Mhm… Does anything hurt?" He withdrew slightly, matching his gaze with mine.

"More," I huffed as he went down once again.

It wasn't long until I bucked my hips into him, wanting much more of what he offered. However, it wasn't long until I convulsed in his arms, mewling loudly. Pulling away from there, he caged me under him again, watching me ride my high.

"So cute." He chuckled, kissing my forehead.

Huffing for air, I grabbed onto his head, crashing my lips with his—a feverous kiss, which I pushed against his tongue in search of dominance. Focusing on me, he leaned into me, letting me do what I wanted.

However, a gasp left him when I grabbed onto his tented pants, triggering him to tug away from my lips to gaze at what I was doing. It had been an entire month since I last…

"Take it off." I licked my lips, finding my vigor.

My demand triggered his eyes to find me again. A smirk soon formed on his lips, and he removed his pants as I wanted. Watching him undress, I couldn't take my eyes off him when his wings spread wide.

All I could see was normal human skin, as there weren't any feathers anywhere my eyes fell. However, whenever he got angry, parts of his body would revert. He, much like the others had who they used to be, much like Nyla, was taller than me

However, no matter how they appeared, they were always my precious family. In comparison, Finn was much more than I could've ever imagined.

"Make love to me." I licked my lips, watching him pump himself in front of me.

His eyes shimmered brightly when he leaned onto me, pressing his smoldering heat against my moist slits. It didn't take long for it to slip into me, prompting me to squeal his name as mine left his as he filled me to the brim.

Every push and pull was only for my pleasure, never for his, which was worse than when he found out I was pregnant. I didn't mind it since it showed how much he loved me.

Though, I wish you wouldn't see me as a glass figurine.

"Finn, give me more!" I demanded, nipping at his nape.

A soft groan left him, "Fuck, you're driving me insane."

Tugging me by my hair, it wasn't long until his lips found mine, swiftly silencing me. His tongue stole my breath as saliva dripped down my chin, thanks to his ferocious kiss. Muffled noises escaped us as the sound of our skins slapping against each other filled the room.

With every thrust, the squelching noise from our union also got louder. Clinging to him, I let myself sink into the pleasure he was giving me. It wasn't long before the knot tightened to the point where it released, prompting me to twitch under him, humming in pleasure.

Without separating from our kiss and feeling me clamp down on his head, he soon reached his high, too, as a groan left his lips when he tugged away from my lips. Exploding within me, he tugged away from my lips, moaning.

Once our high was over, he hovered over me, waiting for me to catch up to him.

"Hey, baby girl, are you okay?" Finn breathed, tugging my hair away from my face.

Short of breath, I collapsed onto his cheeks once my vision cleared, dragging him into another kiss. A soft hum left him as he gave me exactly what I wanted when his tongue danced with mine. Of course, all it led to was more lovemaking.

Our peace continued as my belly swelled until the point where I appeared like I was going to pop any minute. It wasn't a surprise when my water broke during a meeting with the generals. Though, all hell broke loose when it did.

I never knew people who used to be monsters could lose their heads at the thought of a child being born.

Well, it wasn't just any childbirth; it was the first since the hex began in Fathal.

I never thought I would see Sebastian appear like a deer in headlights, while Astred was quick to respond. I was quickly whisked away to our bedroom, where she and Nyla helped me through ten hours of rigorous labor.

Finn held my hand throughout the entire thing, and it wasn't long before we welcomed Theodore into our world. When Nyla handed me the baby with a singular silver curled strand of hair on his head, I felt like I could face the world.

I never knew I would love someone as much as I loved my baby as I fell for him the moment I spotted him. He would be my world, along with Finn—one I would fight for until the end of time.