EPILOGUE
Nat drank the last of her elba-berry beer, and escaped from the stuffy, crowded pub into the cool night air.
'It's not fair,' she muttered to Ili, who was leaning against a gate. Further off, Tarris, who never drank, was exchanging adventure stories with Christian and Hosho. 'Everyone else is either paired off or is content with the single life. I'm always forgotten. Just because I'm a little crazy people think I can't experience love.'
'Nonsense!' A rich voice said.
Nat swung round. A handsome, smiling man stood in front of her. 'Uh?who are you?'
'I am Lieutenant Kettch Scarlet, Wes' younger, handsomer, smarter, funnier, crazier, sexier younger brother. And may I say, you, Natalia, fit my ideal of a woman perfectly. Will you marry me?'
'Oh!' Nat squeaked, and fainted.
THE END (for now)
