{"id":1786,"date":"2017-10-18T12:35:12","date_gmt":"2017-10-18T19:35:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sassquatch.org\/?p=1786"},"modified":"2017-10-18T12:37:31","modified_gmt":"2017-10-18T19:37:31","slug":"one-way-ticket-to-talenthar-epilogue","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sassquatch.org\/?p=1786","title":{"rendered":"One Way Ticket To Talenthar – Epilogue"},"content":{"rendered":"

Epilogue<\/strong><\/p>\n

Two months had passed since the attack on the Gates of Doom. Summer was soon approaching. The kingdom was slowly recovering from twenty years of war. Magic was once again flowing through the land. The rumours of unrest in the Empire across the Sea of Dreams, were soon forgotten in the elation that followed the victory. The dark races had been banished, deep into the Howling Mountains. The only dark spot was that Magdar\u2019s body had disappeared during the commotion that followed the attack. It was said to have been taken by trolls, deep into the mountains. They could dispose of it as well as the King.<\/p>\n

Ludger was laying in bed, at home, thinking. Nathalia\u2019s hair formed a dark metallic cloud around her head, resting on the crisp percale pillowcase. His future, in this world, looked bright. In a few weeks a double ceremony would give him the title of Duke of the Mist of Dreams, as well as wed him to Nathalia.<\/p>\n

The day to day affairs of this world, now that the excitement of the war was gone, left him wanting for more. He was planning to explore this world in the company of Nathalia. His fianc\u00e9e stirred on the bed beside him. Thinking of her always brought a smile to his face.<\/p>\n

She turned to him, coiling her naked body against his. She rested her cheek on his shoulder and blew a stream of air in his ear. She looked at him with sleepy eyes. With a yawn she said.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you still bored? Does life as to be boring to you if there is no quest to follow or damsel-in-distress to rescue?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI am not bored. My hands are full, as it is, of a particular damsel-in-distress that I have rescued. I am no longer in that business. I don\u2019t think that I could handle more.\u201d<\/p>\n

She playfully bit one of his nipples and said.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you still plan to go exploring the world? We should stay in Talenthar. The nightlife is much better.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow do you know that? When we are out there, we never go out. You always keep me locked up in the bedroom.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you complain?\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cNo…, but I am not getting any younger. You will drain me of all my energy. You still have not told me, how you know about the nightlife.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaria told me. She says it is fantastic. She also showed me many other tricks.\u201d She looked around the room and continued, whispering in his ear. \u201cYou would not have, by any chance, any soft butter laying around the room? I would like to show you one of those tricks.\u201d<\/p>\n

Ludger thought that he definitively had a lot to look forward to, whether he decided to travel or not.<\/p>\n

THE END<\/strong><\/p>\n

For Now<\/strong><\/p>\n

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