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“What about me?” Dagr asked, feigning offense.

“Yeah, I guess I love you, too,” Oz replied.

Dagr chuckled and then kissed Oz’s lips before spinning to steal one from Llyr. “I love you both. Forever and always.”

They proceeded down the aisle and shook hands as they went… then moved to the water to shake more hands and accept congratulations. When they came to the end of the line, the Enchantress sat on an outcropping of water she’d lifted from the surface.

“Nice trick,” Dagr said.

“Oh just wait until you see what else I can do,” she said before waving her arm. A wall of water rose… and Dagr’s mother swam up into it.

Dagr reached through the water to squeeze his mother’s hand… as did Llyr and Oz.

“We’re coming to celebrate in your world soon,” Dagr said.

His mother smiled and nodded. She bowed to them all before the Enchantress dropped the curtain of water.

“Thank you,” Dagr said.

“Of course. I couldn’t allow my sister to miss your wedding,” the Enchantress said.

When they all gasped, she pinched Dagr’s cheek and swam back into the water. Dagr spun to face his mates. “I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that. For now. Later, I need answers.”

“I think we all need a drink. Supposedly there’s a party up at the castle,” Oz said as they stood alone for the first time all day. “Think we should head up?”

“Your father would kill us if we didn’t,” Llyr said.

“I’d much rather make a mad dash to Clyffsyde,” Oz said.

“Are you sure you’re alright with calling Clyffsyde home?” Dagr asked. He gazed up at the palace on the hill, worry crossing his handsome face. “It’s no castle.”

“Tyne was always meant to be the monarch. He belongs here. Not me.” Oz smiled. “Besides, home is wherever the two of you are. Why not inyourcastle, instead, Baron von Burgstaller?”

After a chuckle, Dagr focused his attention on Llyr. “And you? My grandmother isn’t driving you insane, is she?”

Llyr plastered a smile on his face. “She’s actually growing on me. Herandher sharp wit.” Llyr paused. “But if she gives me one more piece of parenting advice, I might remind her that you ran awayfor a reason.”

Dagr barked with laughter. “Please ensure I’m in the room if you do. I wouldn’t want to miss the look on her face. Or sprung from her lips after.”

“No, really… your grandmother and I are becoming the best of friends. The kind you argue with nonstop but still love dearly afterwards.”

“She said she’s quite fond of you, too,” Dagr said with a grin.

Llyr smiled. Dagr’s grandmother had many opinions, and she was not concerned with who was listening. But as Llyr rather agreed with her, most of the time, all he could so was shake his head at the woman’s audacity. The fact that she was working hard to make amends to how she’d treated her grandson in the past—and that Dagr was growing to accept the woman as true family—was enough for Llyr.

“I suppose we should make an appearance before heading home,” Oz said.

Dagr grinned. “Home. I like the sound of that.”

Llyr squeezed between them both. “So, let’s celebrate so we can have ourowncelebration at home.Alone.”

“I like the way that you think,husband,” Oz whispered with a broad smile. He stood a little straighter. “Husbands. I’m almost shocked to say it.”

“Are you three coming or not?” Prince Tyne called across the beach.

“Yes,” Oz said. “My husbandsand I will be there shortly.” He eyed Dagr and Llyr and took a hand from each. “Seehow good it sounds?”

Epilogue

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