In the Name of Justice: Epilogue
Last chapter! A/N at the end.
Epilogue
Rosenstrauss
It is a little past midnight, and a single figure sits amongst the stars. Before her, the expanse of the country she has come to love over the years rolls out like a map, the plains stretching far until they are whipped up into forests and mountains in the distance. She has never seen the land from such a height; but then again, this is the first time she had sat atop this part of the castle.
A slight breeze shakes the air around her, and she pulls her shawl tighter around her shoulders. A small part of her resents the decision not to wear something heavier, though she has always been fond of this dress. Something about it seems to relax her, if such a thing is possible.
She smiles as she says, “You’ve been a while.”
Dark material, like a blanket, wraps around her frame. The very feel of it against her skin is enough to warm her to her core, just as a face buries itself into the soft curve of her shoulder. The figure is silent for several seconds, as if pausing a moment to take in the scent, before speaking in soft tones. “I apologise for that.”
But the woman only smiles again. Carefully, she moves so that her back was pressed up against the figure, and the cloak can surround her completely. Dreizehn's hair falls like soft feathers against her shoulders as he hugs her close.
A small sigh escapes Rosalie's lips. “Sometimes I forget that this country is no longer yours.”
“And does that sadden you?”
The woman shakes her head. “Perhaps if it were another - but no... I will forever have faith in our son.”
The thought is enough to make Dreizehn smile, even if it is only the smallest of smiles. Slowly, he draws his arms around Rosalie and hugs her tighter. It has been too long since he has felt this sensation, felt the warmth of his lover's body against his own. Never again will he be so foolish as to even think about leaving; because truly, he would be satisfied if he could remain alongside this feeling for the remainder of his life - an eternity, in fact.
Sighing softly, Rosalie turns her eyes downwards, to the gardens that lay at the foot of the castle. The sun-coloured primroses lay scattered across the beds, interspersed amongst patches of Sedum aizoon that cluster the borders - if she closes her eyes, she can almost detect their delicate scent rising up to meet her. Two flowers, with such beautiful shades of yellow... It seems strange that despite that, they would both be so different in form.
“Dreizehn, I've been thinking back to that night - the night you told me about the rose.”
The king responds with a small, “Hmm?”
“You asked me whether I would rather tell someone about a rose's thorns and destroy its initial beauty, or let them find out themselves. And, well...” She glances at the flowers again before continuing. “There is no answer to that question. Perhaps... Perhaps thorns aren't so bad after all.”
As Rosalie finishes speaking, the breeze from earlier picks up again. But it is not a harsh wind; rather, it wraps around the couple, caressing their figures like a soft embrace. For a moment, Dreizehn considers the words. Then he falls into a smile again and turns his head to the east, where a pink glow hangs over the horizon. He should be scared at the sight, but rather, he welcomes it, looking forward to the sunrise that will bring light to the skies and plunge the land of Marthiel into a new day.
[Author's Note]
...Wow, It feels so weird to be finally finished. And truly, I cannot thank everyone enough. All the people that have followed this story, everyone who has encouraged me... It's really meant a lot. I would give names here, but I'm worried about leaving someone out (and I don't know the real names of some of the people who have left comments. XD Sorry about that). Overall, I hope it was alright. I love the Vampire Story, and want to write it as long as D keep adding chapters... Which I will! I've begun writing the sequel, Dark Wings, and hope to start publishing chapters in a few months or so... As soon as I have enough material to keep me going on a weekly basis!
Again, thank you so much if you've gotten this far, and congratulations for trawling through 80,000 words of my mediocre writing! Please feel free to leave a comment telling me what you thought. ♥
Dayum, I suppose this means I'll be changing my journal colours again now...
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Epilogue
Rosenstrauss
It is a little past midnight, and a single figure sits amongst the stars. Before her, the expanse of the country she has come to love over the years rolls out like a map, the plains stretching far until they are whipped up into forests and mountains in the distance. She has never seen the land from such a height; but then again, this is the first time she had sat atop this part of the castle.
A slight breeze shakes the air around her, and she pulls her shawl tighter around her shoulders. A small part of her resents the decision not to wear something heavier, though she has always been fond of this dress. Something about it seems to relax her, if such a thing is possible.
She smiles as she says, “You’ve been a while.”
Dark material, like a blanket, wraps around her frame. The very feel of it against her skin is enough to warm her to her core, just as a face buries itself into the soft curve of her shoulder. The figure is silent for several seconds, as if pausing a moment to take in the scent, before speaking in soft tones. “I apologise for that.”
But the woman only smiles again. Carefully, she moves so that her back was pressed up against the figure, and the cloak can surround her completely. Dreizehn's hair falls like soft feathers against her shoulders as he hugs her close.
A small sigh escapes Rosalie's lips. “Sometimes I forget that this country is no longer yours.”
“And does that sadden you?”
The woman shakes her head. “Perhaps if it were another - but no... I will forever have faith in our son.”
The thought is enough to make Dreizehn smile, even if it is only the smallest of smiles. Slowly, he draws his arms around Rosalie and hugs her tighter. It has been too long since he has felt this sensation, felt the warmth of his lover's body against his own. Never again will he be so foolish as to even think about leaving; because truly, he would be satisfied if he could remain alongside this feeling for the remainder of his life - an eternity, in fact.
Sighing softly, Rosalie turns her eyes downwards, to the gardens that lay at the foot of the castle. The sun-coloured primroses lay scattered across the beds, interspersed amongst patches of Sedum aizoon that cluster the borders - if she closes her eyes, she can almost detect their delicate scent rising up to meet her. Two flowers, with such beautiful shades of yellow... It seems strange that despite that, they would both be so different in form.
“Dreizehn, I've been thinking back to that night - the night you told me about the rose.”
The king responds with a small, “Hmm?”
“You asked me whether I would rather tell someone about a rose's thorns and destroy its initial beauty, or let them find out themselves. And, well...” She glances at the flowers again before continuing. “There is no answer to that question. Perhaps... Perhaps thorns aren't so bad after all.”
As Rosalie finishes speaking, the breeze from earlier picks up again. But it is not a harsh wind; rather, it wraps around the couple, caressing their figures like a soft embrace. For a moment, Dreizehn considers the words. Then he falls into a smile again and turns his head to the east, where a pink glow hangs over the horizon. He should be scared at the sight, but rather, he welcomes it, looking forward to the sunrise that will bring light to the skies and plunge the land of Marthiel into a new day.
[Author's Note]
...Wow, It feels so weird to be finally finished. And truly, I cannot thank everyone enough. All the people that have followed this story, everyone who has encouraged me... It's really meant a lot. I would give names here, but I'm worried about leaving someone out (and I don't know the real names of some of the people who have left comments. XD Sorry about that). Overall, I hope it was alright. I love the Vampire Story, and want to write it as long as D keep adding chapters... Which I will! I've begun writing the sequel, Dark Wings, and hope to start publishing chapters in a few months or so... As soon as I have enough material to keep me going on a weekly basis!
Again, thank you so much if you've gotten this far, and congratulations for trawling through 80,000 words of my mediocre writing! Please feel free to leave a comment telling me what you thought. ♥
Dayum, I suppose this means I'll be changing my journal colours again now...
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