Epilogue

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Dante's POV

40 years later...

I looked around the kitchen searching for salt. It was Mia's birthday and I wanted to give her breakfast in bed. She was turning sixty-two today. Still very young for a vampire and she hasn't aged a day.

I was finally finished with making scrambled eggs. She held some cooking lessons to teach me and I miserably failed a few times. But now I was finally able to make scrambled eggs with bacon and pancakes. Which was exactly what I made and some strawberrys dipped in chocalte, which I knew she loved.

 Which was exactly what I made and some strawberrys dipped in chocalte, which I knew she loved

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I put it all on a tray and headed upstairs

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I put it all on a tray and headed upstairs. I was so happy waking up every morning seeing her sleep peacfully. I was happy she gave me children. Three for that matter, Hannah, Lucy and little Dante which of course was her idea. Lucy was named after my grandmother and you already know that Hannah was named after Mia's mother.

Eventhough we had to move sometimes and re-do some papers and stuff we were living a peacful, happy life. We didn't have to care about the throne or anything else.
My brother came and visited us once in a while, luckily we were all on good terms now.

I finally reached our room and Mia was still sleeping peacfully. I went over and hovered over her. She was looking beautiful as ever.
My lips touched her soft cheek as I tried to wake her up. Her eyes met mine as she woke up from her sleep. She smiled at me and pushed her soft lips on mine. I couldn't get enough of it. She pulled away saying 'Good morning'.

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