Chapter 38: EPILOGUE


    Aclon Kustium, six yearster…


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    Kinsley sat in the royal gardens watching her daughter Bailey ying in the grass with her dolls.


    Kinsley ran her hand over her swollen belly. She was eight months pregnant with their first son (or so


    they believed thanks to an early trimester ultrasound). The sound of footsteps on the stone pathway


    drew both of their attention.


    Kinsley smiled to see Nichsing their way with Brutus at his side. Bailey squealed with delight as


    she jumped to her feet and ran to her father. Nichs dropped to one knee and hugged his daughter


    as she jumped into his arms. After a hug, Bailey stepped back as Nichs lovingly dragged his fingers


    down over her face. It was how he saw in this world, how he knew what his beautiful daughter looked


    like with her dark curls and her cute little face. Kinsley smiled. Bailey always liked it when he did that.


    Kinsley watched as father and daughter said hello. Nichs had gone back to the States to attend the


    funeral of Dr. Robert Horton, the man who had literally saved his life many years ago. Kinsley had


    wanted to go, but being eight months into her pregnancy, she could not fly. Nichs lifted Bailey into


    his arms and leaned over to kiss his wife. “Wee home,” Kinsley said as Nichs ran his hand over


    her bursting belly.


    “How is my boy today?” Nichs asked.


    “Active,” she giggled. “How was the funeral?”


    “Sad, it is hard to believe he is gone. I owe that man everything. He gave me my life back.”


    “He was a saint, and I am sure he will watch over us.”


    “Despite the loss, I cannot be anything but happy. I have everything I never believed I would ever


    have,” he hugged Bailey and put his arm around Kinsley, holding her close in a family hug. “Everything


    is simply perfect.”


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