Dante lay on the bed where Tani had left him. Kinon stood on the right side of the bed, while Amu stood on the left. Sahdrina stood at the foot of the bed. Together, they held up a barrier to keep the fire magik from leaking from Dante, flooding the room, and spilling into the rest of the house. Cale sat in an armchair by the door, his gaze fixed on Dante.
“When do you think he’ll wake up?” Cale asked.
“When nature is done with him,” Kinon said softly. “His fire magik has grown stronger. Unless he wakes up and consciously controls his power, we’re stuck here. Holding this barrier long enough will protect his family, this house, and the vineyard.”
“Is he that dangerous?” Cale asked.
“His fire magik is born from an immortal lord’s blood,” Kinon said with a faint chuckle. “It’s burning blue. If you want to test it, step inside this barrier we’re making. Haven’t you noticed it’s taking three ekhos to keep it in check?”
“Better you than me,” Cale said. “How do you even know how to create this barrier? Have you dealt with this before?”
He was the only one who didn’t have a barrier of his own in place. His destructive power would only make a worst-case scenario even worse.
“We’ve all raised young ekhos,” Sahdrina said with a grin. “Amu had Tani, who needed an entire island to hide his affinity with wild animals. His ability to make everything grow was challenging to manage in a mortal world.”
“I have young ekhos with fire magik working in my vineyards,” Kinon said. “They’ve burned down acres of vines when they lose control.”
“Tani is something else,” Cale said with a sigh. “He created a fledgling fire ekho, then left us to clean up.”
“He didn’t leave of his own accord,” Sahdrina said, weaving a thicker barrier by the door as a fresh surge of fire magik rolled off Dante in a heated tide. “The Palladium Gates pulled him back to assess his decision to bond with the fire warlock.”
“Is there any way to know if Tani is okay?” Amu asked, concern etched in his features.
“The mortal would have died if the Gates had rejected Lord Tani’s choice,” Sahdrina said. “Since Dante’s fire is causing us so much trouble, forcing us to control his excess power, we can assume Lord Tani is well in the ekho realm.”
“Just how well depends on the Palladium Gates’ assessment,” Cale guessed.
“Yes,” Sahdrina said.
Kinon sighed and studied Dante, who was shifting his hands across the bed as though searching for someone.
“Heads up,” Kinon warned. “That first moment out of a deep sleep will flood this room with his power. Cale, take Dante’s family out of the house.”
Cale rose, casting one last glance at Dante’s restless movements, then left the room. He truly hoped Dante would be worth everything Tani had sacrificed for so long. In the living area, he moved over to Nora.
“Dante is about to wake,” Cale told her. “I need you all to get out of the house.”
“Why?” Christophe asked. “Why won’t you tell us what’s going on with him?”
“What’s going on,” Cale said as Nora stood, and he began guiding her to the door—Landi and Christophe trailing closely because he had Nora with him, “is that Tani saved his life and tripled his power. That little maniac really put everything on the line for your son.”
“Where is Tani?” Nora asked as they headed downstairs toward the front door. They were just stepping out when a suffocating heat blasted down from Dante’s room. Cale scooped Nora up and teleported to the driveway, while Landi and Christophe sprinted after them.
“What is that?” Christophe demanded when they caught up, turning to look at Artri House. It was now enclosed in a shimmering shield.
“Your son’s power at work,” Cale said. “We should be grateful the house isn’t on fire. Looks like Dante is awake.”
****
Dante sat upright in his bed, scanning the room for Tani. Panic set in when he realized Tani was nowhere to be found. Instead, Kinon, Amu, and a woman he didn’t recognize stood around his bed.
“What’s going on?” Dante asked. “Where’s Tani?”
“Before we answer, can you control your magik?” Kinon asked, gesturing to the shimmering barrier each of them wore for protection against the blue fire aura radiating throughout the house.
Dante’s eyes widened. He hadn’t lost control like this since childhood, when he’d accidentally burned his mother’s vines. Closing his eyes, he recognized the magnitude of the fire magik coursing through his veins. It felt as though the well of his power had deepened a thousandfold, an endless chasm inside him. Drawing in a steadying breath, he concentrated on the wards he typically used to rein in his power. To his astonishment, the roaring fire responded with surprising ease. In a matter of moments, he forced the explosive force back under control.
A collective sigh of relief filled the bedroom as he opened his eyes.
“Very good,” Kinon said, clearly impressed. “I was worried we’d need more time to teach you restraint.”
“I had tough instructors,” Dante replied, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. He tried to stand but moved faster than expected, then frowned as he sank back onto the edge of the mattress. “What happened? Where is Tani? There’s something I need to do…”
Kinon pulled a chair closer, meeting Dante’s gaze. “Tani did everything to save you,” he said. “The result of his efforts is more complicated than any of us expected.”
“Why complicated? Is he all right? Where is he?” Dante demanded.
“Stay calm,” Kinon said, resting a hand on Dante’s right arm. A golden pattern of lines wove up from Dante’s wrist to the center of his chest. “Tani saved you through your bond. He made you a hybrid fire ekho. Then, when the transformation finished, the Palladium Gates pulled him back to our realm.”
“So,” Dante said, rising to his feet, “Tani isn’t here?”
“He’s in the Ekho Realm,” Amu confirmed.
“I’ll go to him,” Dante said without hesitation. He stepped around Kinon’s chair, entered his closet for a T-shirt and a light jacket, then ran a hand through his hair in frustration. Emerging, he found the three ekhos watching him. “What?”
“You don’t think you need time to adjust to your new—” Amu began.
“I need to find Tani,” Dante cut in, zipping up his jacket. He turned to Kinon and the woman—Sahdrina—his expression resolute. “How do I get to him?”
“Um—” Kinon started.
“You have to go through the Palladium Gates,” Sahdrina said. “If you don’t have enough power to reach the other side, the Gates will lock you out. Are you sure you want to try?”
“I won’t try,” Dante said, voice firm. “I’ll succeed. Take me to him.”
“Dante—” Amu began, hoping to calm him, but the memory of Tani risking everything for him ignited Dante’s determination.
“Take. Me. To. Him,” Dante repeated, his aura pressing in on those around him.
Kinon and Amu exchanged weary looks, while Sahdrina stepped forward and took Dante’s right hand.
“Let’s go,” she said, then teleported them to the Palladium Gates. Kinon and Amu arrived moments later, and Dante found himself staring at a pair of towering silver-white Gates.
“Lord Tani is beyond these Gates,” Sahdrina explained. “Once you enter, you will face three similar gates. Each one opens once you’ve crossed the stretch leading up to it. The power inside whittles you down to your essence, your intentions, your true self. Don’t present ambiguous intentions. The gates will transport you to the Ekho Realm if you can withstand the raw power inside. Otherwise, you’ll end up back here—locked out. Do you understand?”
Dante nodded. He felt the endless well of fire in his chest surge at the challenge. He understood the stakes. His entire being bristled with resolve.
“Good luck,” Sahdrina said quietly, stepping aside so he could face the colossal Gates head-on.
Dante glanced at Amu, then at Kinon, before fixing his attention on the Gates that barred him from Tani. Determination fueled every breath he took.
He drew in a steadying breath and entered the silver-white Palladium Gates. They brimmed with immense power designed to keep mortals out. Only those with Ekho blood could hope to cross, and even then, only with colossal strength. Dante clenched his fists and stepped forward, feeling the swirling currents of energy threaten to tear him apart. Each step felt heavy, the power pressing against his very being, as though to strip him down—skin, flesh, to bone.
Still, he kept going, step by step, each footfall heavier than the last. He reached for the bottomless well of fire magik inside him to bolster his strength, and gradually the steps grew easier. He filled his mind with Tani’s sweet confession.
“I’ve never regretted loving you. Every second I’ve spent with you has been the brightest adventure of my life,” Tani had said. “You’ve been my favorite person for a thousand years, and you always will be. I love you, Dante Arturo.”
Dante inhaled a calming breath and pressed on toward the second gate. The moment he stepped through, it slid closed behind him, revealing another stretching path filled with a crushing force of power. He intensified his fire magik, meeting that force with his own, refusing to be bullied. He pushed forward, step by step, every fiber of his being focused on reaching Tani.
The suffocating power slammed against him, forcing Dante to draw on the fire magik reserves Tani’s immortal blood had awakened. Though the Gates fought him, he refused to yield, clinging to his love for Tani—his desire for a life together, his need to have Tani with him every day, every hour. When he reached the midpoint, the third gate slid open, and he stepped into a stifling pocket of potent power. This must be where the divide between realms began. It was so difficult to step forward that he fell on the ground twice, unable to get up. When he finally got on his feet, it took everything to resist collapsing again.
Dante breathed in and out, centering himself. He took a single step, and for a moment, he felt weightless before the crushing power surged again, whittling him down to his essence. Suddenly, breathing got easier, and Dante was left with a burning resolve to reach the other side—to see Tani, to hold him, to kiss him. He reached the fourth door in an instant, his magik propelling him with a mere thought, and as the doors opened, he was startled to find himself stark naked. His mortal clothes were gone. But he had done it. He had entered the Ekho Realm.
Dante smiled widely, alive with excitement and joy.
“You’ll need these,” Sahdrina said from behind him as she handed him a white tunic with gold embroidery at the hems, a pair of trousers, and sandals. “You have nothing from the Ekho Realm, which is why you appear with nothing. Bare, in your true essence.”
Dante pulled on the tunic and trousers swiftly and took the sandals from her.
“Congratulations,” Sahdrina said. “You’re the first of your kind to enter this realm.”
Dante’s eyes widened, and she smiled. “Others are born with Ekho blood. You’re the first to be made. Lord Tani has broken barriers in the realm. It’s a historic first.”
Tani. Dante’s heart stuttered. “How do I get to him now?”
Sahdrina took his arm and guided him down steep steps to a grassy patch. Beyond the grass stretched an endless expanse of water; Dante could not tell whether it was a lake or an ocean. It felt too vast. When they reached the grass, the Gates opened, and Amu and Kinon stepped out—looking drastically different from how Dante remembered them in the mortal realm. Amu’s irises had turned into slits, reminiscent of a fox’s eyes, and his red hair was longer. He wore a green tunic, black trousers tucked into black boots, and a dark green overcoat with gold chevrons on the sleeves. He looked majestic. Kinon, beside him, wore dark trousers and a red sleeveless tunic, his feet clad in sandals. Heavy gold cuffs decorated his arms. Dante supposed they were purely ornamental, unlike the ones Tani had worn before.
“He’s impatient about meeting Lord Tani,” Sahdrina said with a small smile. “Lord Kinon, will you reach out to Immortal Lord Sunu?”
“No need,” came a voice from behind Dante. He turned to find Tani’s father. Sunu looked stronger somehow. He wore a long white tunic open at the chest, with subtle gold edging around the sleeves, hem, and neck. His loose-fitting trousers were trimmed with gold embroidery near the ankles. The broad, ornate gold sash around his waist matched the thick gold armbands on his forearms, and his white open-toed sandals were strapped with gold accents. Each step he took turned the grass greener, and Dante imagined flowers springing up behind him.
“You’ve come,” Sunu said upon reaching Dante. He extended his right hand in greeting, and Dante moved to shake it—but Sunu gripped his forearm instead. Dante did the same, recognizing it as a warrior’s handshake. He met Sunu’s gaze and smiled when Sunu grinned.
“I welcome you to the Ekho Realm and bless your bond with my son, Tani. May you share many beautiful experiences.”
“Thank you,” Dante said, looking over Sunu’s shoulder. “May I see Tani now?”
“Certainly,” Sunu said, still holding Dante’s arm as he turned to Kinon, Amu, and Sahdrina. “Call the Septum to a gathering. There are changes to be made.”
“I’ll arrange it, Lord Sunu,” Kinon said.
“I’ll be in the Zona Forest residence,” Sunu said. “Let the gathering happen there.”
“Right away,” Kinon said, and departed, followed by Sahdrina.
“Amu,” Sunu said, offering his left hand. “I’ll take you to your sister. She’s been taking care of Tani.”
“All right,” Amu replied, taking Sunu’s left hand. In a breathtaking moment, Sunu transported them to a house deep in a forest.
So much light streamed into the house that at first Dante mistook the wide windows for empty openings. It felt like a jungle paradise, and Dante let go of Sunu’s arm, taking in the main hall with awe.
“Tani is in the master room on the second floor,” Sunu said, pointing to a set of stone stairs. Dante didn’t wait for more prompting. He took the steps two at a time and, upon reaching the second floor, raced toward an open door where he heard a woman humming a beautiful, lilting tune.
He burst into the room at top speed, startling the red-haired woman perched on the right side of a large bed. She stopped humming and glanced over, still holding Tani’s right hand. A slight frown appeared on her forehead before it vanished, replaced by a radiant grin.
“Dante!” she said, breathless with excitement. “You made it!”
“Yes,” Dante said, deciding this must be Anit—Tani’s mother. Her red hair gave her away.
“Come, hurry,” she beckoned, standing as he reached the bed. “Sit, touch him. It will wake him from the endless sleep.”
“What’s wrong with him?” Dante asked, his gaze roaming over Tani lying quietly on the bed. He looked so handsome that Dante scooted closer and leaned over him, pressing a kiss to his forehead. Heart thundering, he rained soft kisses across Tani’s face, ending with a tender brush against his lips.
“Baby?” Dante murmured against Tani’s mouth.
Dante, Tani’s defeated voice filled his mind, and Dante buried his face into Tani’s shoulder. I left you in the mortal realm. I’m sorry.
Open your eyes, Dante responded in kind, thrilled to discover he could speak with Tani this way. Wake up! I crossed the Palladium Gates to find you. What are you doing sleeping here?
The wave of happiness that flooded Tani was immediate, flowing into Dante so vividly that tears gathered in his eyes. Tani’s joy at the thought of seeing him again was overwhelming. Dante sat up, smiling wide when Tani’s eyelids fluttered open.
“Wake up,” Dante said, cupping Tani’s cheek. “Don’t you miss—?”
Tani sat up and wrapped his arms around Dante, a shocked, delighted gasp escaping him.
Anit laughed and clapped her hands, practically bouncing on her feet.
Dante held Tani close, burying his face in Tani’s hair, relief coursing through him in waves. No words were necessary. They had survived an ordeal beyond description.
Tani trembled with joy, and Anit patted his shoulder, then squeezed Dante’s arm, nodding in quiet approval.
“I love you,” Dante whispered in Tani’s ear, unwilling to let him go.
“I love you, too,” Tani replied.
****
Dante held Tani for a moment longer before he leaned back to take him in. He smiled when he noticed Tani’s hair—it had grown quite a bit, no longer trimmed to the style Hera had once insisted on. The red-brown locks, now at shoulder length, were tipped in white. Dante frowned slightly as he reached out to touch those pale edges.
“Your hair,” he began.
Tani blushed and lifted a hand to his hair with a small shrug. “Yeah, the gates put everything back the way they remember from my first crossing. I had shoulder-length hair when I left after the trial, so now it’s like this.”
“I love it.” Dante kissed his cheek, still touching the white ends. He smiled. “Will you turn into a white-haired fox?”
Tani grinned and shifted on the bed, folding his legs beneath him. Dante moved behind Tani so he could lean against him.
“In our realm, white hair is envied,” Tani said. “White hair means power—like, destroy-a-planet kind of power. Ekhos strive to gain white hair.”
Dante chuckled. “Are you trying to tell me I should be proud that my boyfriend is powerful now?”
Tani turned to look at him. “I feel your love warming my heart. Our bond pulses with your fire magik. Your breath on my skin sets me aflame. At this point, can you really call me your boyfriend?”
“What should I call you?” Dante asked softly.
“You are my bondmate,” Tani said. “We are bonded for the rest of our lives. Our fates are tied together for an endless eternity. You are my beloved.”
“Then…” Dante leaned in to whisper in Tani’s right ear. “In my world, you are my husband. Will you marry me, Tani Ryuzo?”
Tani kissed Dante’s left cheek, then his right, before claiming his lips with a soft press. “Yes.”
Dante smiled and pulled Tani into his arms, holding him close. He noticed Anit and Amu standing by the windows, talking quietly, and giving them space. Dante was simply grateful to hold Tani, knowing they now had many days ahead of them, free from the threat of separation.
He eased back onto the plush pillows with Tani resting against his chest, Tani’s face buried in his shoulder, and Dante’s arms wrapped tight around him.
“I was so scared I wouldn’t be able to cross the Palladium Gates,” Dante said. “I got about halfway in, and the pressure was overwhelming. I—” He stopped himself and traced Tani’s jaw with his index finger. “I thought about you while I was crossing, and suddenly it got easier. Will it always be like that?”
“No,” Tani said, closing his eyes as he clasped Dante’s wrist. “The first time is the hardest. From now on, the gates will recognize that you belong in the Ekho Realm. Crossing will get easier.”
“That’s good news,” Dante said. “I want to take you back to Artri House and have a wedding there. I want everyone to know you’re mine, too. I want to see Hera and Deniz visiting the vineyard, and I want us to travel here so I can learn more about this realm. Mostly, I want to spend time with you.”
Tani chuckled and leaned back to see Dante’s face. “I love all these wants.”
“So,” Dante said after a moment, “what does it mean to be a hybrid fire ekho?”
“It means whatever you want it to mean,” Tani replied. “You are part of Kinon’s bloodline, so you still have your fire magik. You can cross the Palladium Gates whenever you like. Best of all,”—Tani’s voice softened— “we’ll be together, and time is no longer my greatest enemy. I have only one thing to say in reply to your many fascinating wants.”
“What’s that?” Dante asked, shifting so he could look into Tani’s eyes.
“I want to be with you,” Tani said simply.
Dante grinned and leaned down to kiss him, relief vibrating through his entire being.
***
“The Fox Clan must face change,” Amu said after listening to Anit’s account of Zal and Tara’s manipulations. “I knew Zal existed, but I never imagined our big brother would go to such lengths to disrupt governance.”
“He thinks we’re squandering the power our bloodline has gathered,” Anit said with a small smile. “I suppose peaceful times do breed improbable villains. Nela Bao is busy cleaning up the Anael Sentinel Branch. Aero, the hybrid child with a sister in the mortal realm, is being taken to the Dark Fort by Bao Sentinels. He claims our court mistreated his family.”
“It isn’t our fault the Dragon Clan dislikes mixed blood,” Amu said. “They’re the ones who treat their hybrid children worse than all the other clans. I heard a rumor that Aero and his sister were born in the mortal realm. Their mother chose to enter the afterlife when their father returned to the Dragon Clan’s lands. Aero followed him, but Selene couldn’t cross the Palladium Gates. None of that is the Fox Clan’s doing.”
“Perhaps,” Anit said with a sigh. “Either way, Aero inflicted terrible pain on my son to avenge his own suffering, which is why he’s going to the Dark Fort.”
Anit glanced at Dante and Tani, who were whispering to each other on the bed. She smiled.
“At least there’s happiness at the end of this trial,” Anit said. “Tani has accomplished what he set out to prove, and his reward is here. My son stood by his convictions. He inspires me to do the same.”
“What happens now?” Amu asked.
“We live, Amu,” Anit said softly. “We do all the things we dreamed of before the calamity began.”
“Does that include returning to Lord Sunu?” Amu asked. “You’ve been angry with him for so long. Can you forgive him for letting you leave?”
Anit studied Tani and Dante for a silent moment, then turned to the scenery beyond the windows. Sunu and Kinon had spared no effort in restoring and nurturing the Zona Forest. The trees shimmered with healthy leaves, and the water was clear and sweet-scented. It was a truly peaceful place.
“I’ll let it run its course,” Anit said finally. She glanced at her brother. “Amu, thank you for looking after my son all this time.”
“He’s my son, too,” Amu said.
“Then I hope you’ll bring me a son to look after one of these days,” Anit teased with a grin.
Amu chuckled and clasped his hands behind his back, turning to admire the view as well.
Anit looked back at Tani, noticing the way Dante kept touching the white tips of his hair. Without thinking, she reached out to Sunu across a bond she had ignored for decades.
Our son’s power has manifested, she said silently. The relief flooding from Sunu at the sound of her voice was overwhelming. It warmed her from within.
How has it manifested? he asked.
His hair is turning silver at the ends, Anit replied.
Then the amulet will seek a new owner.
Will you fight it? Anit pictured the round, heavy amulet Sunu wore on a chain.
No. It’s time to change this realm’s perspective. We must evolve.
All right, Anit said, her heart pounding.
It’s good to hear you like this, Sunu said, sending a surge of warmth through their neglected bond. I’ve missed you, Anit.
Heat rose in Anit’s cheeks. Before she could respond, Sunu’s voice resumed.
I’ll relinquish the amulet now. Guide him to accept it.
She had no time to ask what he meant. A soft gasp came from Tani, and she turned to see him and Dante on the bed. Dante sat behind Tani, arms wrapped around his waist, while Tani stared at a glowing circle of light hovering above them.
“What is it?” Dante asked, eyeing the shimmering amulet.
“Your father’s amulet,” Amu said, taking Anit’s hand as they moved closer. “He must have relinquished it so it could seek a more powerful owner.”
“What?” Tani breathed as a beam of light from the amulet pierced into his heart. His right hand shot out to grasp it, his back arching. Dante’s grip around his torso held him steady.
Power surged around them as the amulet pulled Tani’s energy inward, almost as if it were remaking itself. A minute later, the light faded. The amulet, now dull and motionless, lay in Tani’s palm with a long gold chain hanging from it.
Tani looked at it for a breath before turning to his mother. “What does this mean?”
“It means the Ekho Realm acknowledges the most powerful ekho in each generation,” Anit said. “You’re Sunu’s heir.”
“I’m not ready for this.” Tani lifted the chain and let the amulet dangle. “I barely escaped one trial—I’m not jumping into another.”
“I don’t blame you for seeing leadership as another cage,” Anit said gently. “But consider that your trial prepared you for what’s ahead. In any case, you don’t have to take on any responsibilities right now. You’re young, and there’s so much to look forward to. I’ll share a secret.”
“What secret?” Tani asked, eyeing the amulet.
“Tell your father you want him to keep his position,” Anit said. “Say you’re not ready to assume responsibilities yet. He’ll support you. I know because we’re doing the same thing for the Fox Clan. I’ll clean up the Inter Clan Court, make sure it’s running smoothly, and leave everything prepared for when you’re ready.”
“Isn’t this just a ploy to pull me back here to do your jobs?” Tani asked, sounding a bit resentful.
“What can I say? You’re our only child,” Anit said with a laugh.
Tani sighed just as the amulet vibrated on his palm. He frowned and looked at Amu and Anit. “Something’s happening downstairs. I feel a surge of power filling the house.”
“Your father has called the Septum,” Anit explained.
“Your trial is officially over,” Amu added with a smile. “Your beloved’s determination in crossing the Palladium Gates was inspiring. He helped resolve any concerns the Septum had. You’re lucky, Tani, to have someone so devoted to you.”
Tani smiled and started to turn to Dante, but Dante’s head sank onto Tani’s right shoulder, and he released a quiet snore—fast asleep.
Tani grinned. “I guess crossing wore him out.”
“I suppose,” Anit said with a nod. “Let him rest. You have time now. Let’s get you dressed. You might need to meet the Septum for a few minutes.”
“Mm.” Tani shifted, carefully settling Dante on the bed so he could sleep comfortably. He leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss to Dante’s lips, smiling when Dante murmured his name and kept hold of his hand.
Tani brushed back Dante’s hair, pausing when he saw the gold Elderwood leaves on Dante’s right ear—four shining studs, half Elderwood, half flame. As he touched those studs, relief and gratitude swept through him. He was thankful, above all, that Dante was here with him.
***
Sunu stood in the living area of Tani’s house in the Zona Forest, gazing outside with a pensive look. He could feel the stares of his fellow Septum members behind him. Most of all, the wave of happiness emanating from the master bedroom upstairs was hard to ignore. Dante and Tani were reunited, clinging to each other, while Amu and Anit reveled in their joy. Sunu smiled.
“Lord Sunu,” Mizian said, “why did you call the council?”
“My son’s trial has ended,” Sunu said, clasping his hands behind his back. “The cuffs on his wrists are gone, and he has resolved the question the Septum gave him. We should have given him time back then.”
“Are you regretting a decision?” Eren asked, surprise in her voice.
“Perhaps,” Sunu said. “I wouldn’t call it regret, but a painful lesson. Tani’s trial was mine, too. Watching him go through this has been very difficult.”
Silence filled the room until Kinon spoke.
“I would like to update the Septum on recent events in the Inter Clan Court,” Kinon said, then began a detailed account of Zal’s incident and Anit’s decision. “Anit’s sentinels are compiling the details of Zal’s case. There are accomplices to contend with, such as Aero of the Dragon Clan, who has been sentenced to the Dark Fort. Meanwhile, Lua Wadi will serve his sentence with Sahdrina.”
“Will Lady Izuna seek compensation from the Septum?” Mizian asked. “None of us could have imagined that this would happen to her son—or her—when we decided to send Lord Tani to that trial.”
“I wouldn’t blame her if she wanted to,” Eren said, her tone full of sorrow.
“The Fox Goddess is not irrational,” Rianon said. “She won’t retaliate over a genuine decision the Septum made under the initial circumstances of our judgment. By the Ekho Realm’s rules, we asked Lord Tani to prove his reasoning. He went to the mortal realm of his own volition. The Septum agreed to meet all his terms. The judgment was sound.”
“There is no argument on this truth, Rianon,” said Helia, the fertility goddess. “However, we, as a governing council, must consider that the Septum’s rigid rules and doctrines regarding inter-clan relationships—specifically between the Immortal Clan and the Fox Clan—have negatively impacted Lady Izuna and Lord Sunu’s relationship. Our initial judgment also disregarded Lord Tani’s feelings and his right to choose whom he loves.”
“I decided during Tani’s trial to interfere because of Lady Helia’s theory,” Kinon said. “Lord Tani’s calamity had gone on far too long, and outside forces were meddling. I manipulated Dante into the Arturo bloodline to even the odds. The fact that I had to do so proved there was something wrong. Yet, aside from that single intervention, I made no further effort because of our strict rules. I just…didn’t think to.”
They all paused in thought before Cale pushed away from the wall.
“Having just left Dante’s family in distress over their missing son and accompanied Lord Tani through his calamity, I dare say I understand Lady Anit’s hostility toward the Septum,” Cale said. “Our rules may be set in stone, but I believe they deserve addendums. Not every situation is black and white, and none of us could have accurately judged Lord Tani’s intentions toward Dante.”
“I would defend the Septum,” Sunu said. “The decision at the time was made based on what we understood as a governing body.”
“Fair enough,” Cale said with a nod. “But what happens now that he’s proved his love? I’d say Lord Tani has transcended that love. What happens next?”
“Perhaps we need to review our rigid stance,” Mizian said after a long pause.
“Having matchmade souls from different clans who face endless trials, I back this thought,” Helia said with an approving nod.
“I would suggest we keep the rules as they are,” Eren said, drawing a frown from Cale. She smiled. “However, we should write an addendum to manage any deviations from our rigid stance. After all, a clear break from our current rules may lead to the abuse of an ekho’s gifts. Lord Cale, your Dark Fort could become overrun with those who choose to cause harm in the name of love.”
“Perhaps,” Cale said with a hesitant nod.
“Then,” Rianon said, eyeing the hallway where Anit stood, “it looks like the Septum’s rule will be evolving.”
“What a grand gesture,” Anit said as she walked slowly to join them. “I’m not here to place blame. There have been mistakes all around—mine more than others. However, as head of the Inter Clan Court, I believe it is my duty to note the following. The Septum’s errors are rooted in the council’s rigid adherence to tradition, the failure to consider individual circumstances and emotions, and an inability to foresee or address the broader consequences of your judgments. I don’t claim to be any better at those things, but there should be due diligence in special cases.”
“Does your offered opinion mean you will consider returning to the council?” Kinon asked.
Anit looked around the room, meeting each person’s gaze, then smiled when her eyes settled on Sunu. “I’ll leave the Fox Clan’s decisions to the new Immortal Lord. He is of the blood and powerful enough to suppress my own. I will adhere to his wishes. The Fox Clan is now under his purview.”
Sunu chuckled and stepped into the informal circle his council members had formed.
“I also leave the Immortal Clan’s decisions to the new Immortal Lord. He is of the blood and powerful enough to use my power to create a hybrid ekho. I will adhere to his wishes. The Immortal Clan is now under his purview.”
“Lord Sunu,” Mizian said, his eyes widening in surprise.
A small movement behind Anit caught Sunu’s attention. Anit shifted to her right, revealing Tani standing by the staircase. His hair was longer now, thanks to his growing power. The red-brown strands fell to his shoulders and were slowly turning white, as though erasing the last remnant of his childhood hair color. The longer his hair grew, the faster his power manifested its traits. In time, Sunu knew Tani’s hair would turn completely white, and he would be at full power, stronger than him.
Tani wore a deep blue tunic with vivid gold embroidery on the short sleeves and around the collar’s opening, wide dark trousers, and no shoes. A broad gold belt circled his waist, and an amulet hung from it—an amulet they all recognized, because Sunu had worn it for ages.
The amulet always shifted to the most powerful being in the Ekho Realm whenever there was a significant change in power. Seeing it on Tani’s belt confirmed that Sunu Ryuzo had acknowledged this change and allowed it without challenge.
The Septum, as one, turned to Tani. They raised their right palms, manifesting their powers, then directed those energies into the amulet to affirm the shift in allegiance. It was telling that Sunu, Cale, and Anit followed suit, sending their own power into the amulet on Tani’s belt.
As the mingled rays of power met and were absorbed by the amulet, a golden light filled the room, revealing the Ekho Realm’s creator. She appeared in the form of a woman with white hair, dressed in pristine emerald robes.
“The age of a hybrid born of the Immortal Lord and the Fox Goddess begins. Tani Ryuzo, you shall be the Realm’s Emperor—born of two powerful beings, raised by the mortal realm. I await seeing how vibrantly your era will bloom. Be blessed.”
When the light faded, the room fell into silence until Tani cleared his throat, drawing his father’s attention.
“Dad, I’m not keen on doing your job for the time being,” Tani said. “Can you fill in? I still have things to do in the mortal realm. I want to spend time with Dante’s family—and mine. I’m not ready.”
Sunu smiled and drew Tani into a tight hug. “Your mortal family is beautiful, and I’m glad you get to be with them now. But don’t forget, Anit and I are your family, too. Make sure to visit us often.”
Tani exhaled and wrapped his arms around Sunu before burying his face in his father’s shoulder. They held each other for a moment, then Sunu stepped back. Anit moved in front of Tani, and they regarded each other cautiously. She reached out to touch Tani’s white hair, her fingers moving over the pale strands in a mix of awe and concern.
Tani started to speak, but Anit spoke first.
“I’ll clean up the Inter Clan Court for you,” Anit said. “It’s the least I can do, after all that has happened. I’ll discuss major decisions regarding the clan with you. Nela Bao will seek your counsel in the mortal realm whenever she needs it.”
Tani swallowed hard and met her gaze. “Mom,” he said after a moment. “Don’t punish Dad any longer. I’m sure he misses you. He hasn’t stopped staring at you since you walked in.”
Sunu coughed while the rest of the Septum chuckled. Anit blushed and gave Tani’s hair a playful tug, making him frown. She stopped at once, then leaned in to kiss his cheek.
“Go with your Dante,” Anit said. “We’ll look after the realm.”
“Hm,” Tani said, grinning as Anit let go of him. He stepped back and winked at Cale before addressing Anit and Sunu. “Dad, Mom, you owe me a sibling after all this. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if you blessed this realm with another descendant? He can share in the governance. I can’t wait to be a brother.”
He vanished from the living area, and Sunu tried to hide his wide smile when Anit turned to glare at him.
“Who’s interested in having children with you?” she demanded, scowling. Then she pointed at Helia. “Don’t get any ideas from Tani’s comment. We’ve already done a perfect job of screwing up parenting our only son. We don’t need more trouble.”
“Oh,” Helia said. She gave Sunu a brief nod and disappeared in a glittering shimmer, accompanied by a delighted chuckle.
“Lord Tani is so entertaining,” Mizian said. “I’m sure I’ll love his era as the Elderwood master. Call me if you need anything, Lord Sunu. Lady Eren, we’ll leave writing the addendums to you.”
He departed in a wide circle of wind.
“He’s always like that,” Rianon said, shaking her head. “I’ll help with anything you need—just don’t ask me to do the legwork on the exceptions.”
“Mm,” Eren said. “I know. I’ll find you when I’m ready to present a semblance of the new rules.”
Rianon glanced at Cale, then at Sunu and Anit. “It’s been an entertaining time. Your house never disappoints with interesting episodes. I look forward to the next one.”
She waved and shimmered away in a cloud of water droplets.
“Well,” Kinon said, clapping his hands. “I’ve had enough fun to last me a few years. Lord Sunu, do call if you need anything. I’m off to tend my vines—I’ve neglected them too long. I’ll send a package of my best wine to the new emperor.”
“I’m sure he’ll love it,” Sunu said as Kinon disappeared in a cloud of yellow fire.
Suddenly, only Cale, Anit, and Sunu remained in the room.
Cale settled into an armchair, studying Anit and Sunu. Noting their hopeful looks, he chuckled softly and lifted his hands in surrender.
“Right, I don’t want to be the third wheel, brother. I just wanted to say I’m on Tani’s side. A new life might mellow Anit’s temper.” He quickly raised his hands again when a thorny vine rustled in his direction. “I gotta go manage Aero and his misdeeds. See you, Sunu. Anit.”
He vanished with a dark shimmer, leaving Sunu to sigh.
“Forgive him. He’s always like this,” Sunu said.
“I know,” Anit said, clasping her hands. “I-uh—you—”
“Would you like to explore Tani’s hidden apple orchard?” Sunu asked. “I’ve wanted to see it for a long time. Cale gave me the coordinates.”
“I’d love to,” Anit said, breaking into a wide smile.
“Great,” Sunu said, then held out his right hand. “We can spend a day in Tani’s world for a while.”
Anit took his hand, letting him pull her closer into a firm embrace, and she returned it in full. Their bond filled the spaces left by their long separation. Sunu’s heart soared when he felt Anit’s breath catch with excitement as he leaned in to kiss her.
****
A year later, in the mortal realm, Nora Arturo set a vase of white tulips on a stand in the garden. She gently adjusted one of the blooms, then stepped back to admire the once-ordinary backyard now transformed into a picturesque wedding venue. Rows of chairs draped in soft linens faced a white gazebo, and lace-covered tables were arranged around it. Elderflowers from Hera and Deniz adorned each centerpiece, their sweet fragrance mingling with the June summer air. The buffet was prepared, and the musicians were tuning their instruments, filling the atmosphere with cheerful anticipation.
Clapping her hands in satisfaction, Nora turned at the sound of Christophe calling her name. He stepped out of the kitchen looking handsome in a cream suit with a crisp white shirt. He wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek.
“Dante is getting married for love,” Christophe said, gazing at the floral arrangements. “I almost can’t believe it. I worried he’d remain distant forever.”
“Quite a change from the young man who was always so cold with everyone,” Nora agreed with a soft laugh. “But Tani has him smiling more. Yesterday, he was running around the vineyard with Deniz, laughing like a carefree boy. It was a delight to see, especially after that awful period he went missing last summer.”
“Well,” Christophe said, drawing her closer, “he’ll live here with Tani. You won’t need to worry so much about him being alone anymore.”
“Mm.” Nora nodded. “I’m thrilled about it. And now Tani’s introduced me to Selene, the dragon ekho who took over the auction. She made me a partner in the business. It’ll mean some traveling.”
“That’s wonderful,” Christophe said. “You’ve always dreamed of having a thriving venture of your own.”
“Yes,” Nora murmured, her eyes bright with excitement. “And it helps to have Tani around, especially if anyone tries to cause trouble like Aero did.”
“Aero’s actions were unfortunate, but at least everything was resolved,” Christophe replied. “Grandfather Landi is in Kirtland checking on our grandchildren. Viola and her boyfriend moved in together, and April and Zach are doing well. Maybe we should invite them all here this summer.”
“Let’s talk to Dante and Tani about it,” Nora said with a sigh. “We’d need plenty of planning to hide the house’s magik.”
Christophe nodded, then smiled when Tom King and his girlfriend, Haziran, emerged from the house. Haziran’s brunette hair framed a face glowing with excitement, and her flowing blue dress complemented Tom’s white slacks, matching loafers, and blue shirt.
“Everyone’s arriving,” Tom said as they exchanged greetings.
“You look gorgeous, Haziran,” Nora said warmly. She turned to Tom. “So, when are you proposing?”
Haziran lifted her right hand with a smile, revealing an emerald ring on her middle finger. “He proposed yesterday. We’re keeping it quiet until after Dante and Tani’s wedding—this is their day.”
“Oh, congratulations!” Nora exclaimed, pulling Haziran into a tight hug. “I’m so happy for you.”
Tom beamed when Christophe shook his hand. “Just keep it under wraps for now,” Tom whispered, looking over his shoulder as the door opened again.
Deniz bounded out, her mother, Hera, right behind her. The little girl held two lilies in her hand.
“What’s this, Deniz?” Nora asked.
“Mom says you’re my new grandmother,” Deniz explained. “Lilies mean pure love. I know we won’t live in the same house, but I’ll love you always.”
Tears threatened to spill from Nora’s eyes as she hugged Deniz. “I’ll love you too, Deniz. Always,” she said, then touched the child’s pretty blue dress. “Your dress is beautiful. I love the ribbons.”
“Aunt Haziran had it made for me,” Deniz said proudly, spinning in a graceful circle. Her neatly brushed ponytail swung with each turn.
Nora straightened and kissed Deniz’s forehead. Deniz handed the other flower to Christophe and declared him her grandfather. He lifted her high, making her giggle.
“You’re spoiling her,” Hera teased as Nora hugged her in greeting.
“Let her enjoy this,” Christophe said, setting Deniz on her feet. “Today is a celebration—two families becoming one.”
“It’s certainly a happy occasion,” Hera agreed, smoothing the skirt of her elegant, deep-blue dress. A slit revealed a flash of her legs, and gold pins secured her intricate braids. “Babu’s wedding is the perfect excuse to dress up. We all have to show out.”
“I’m glad you’re here,” Nora said, hugging Hera again. After they spoke for a few moments, Hera went to find her seat as Amu, Cale, Anit, and Sunu arrived, each looking stylish. Anit wore a vibrant blue gown threaded with delicate gold embroidery; her hair was pinned at her temple with matching gold barrettes, and she held Sunu’s arm.
Nora drew a steadying breath. “It’s not every day you meet such powerful beings,” she murmured to Christophe.
“Don’t be nervous,” he whispered, squeezing her hand.
Anit released Sunu’s arm and approached Nora with open arms. Surprised and touched, Nora returned the hug.
“We’re family now,” Anit said, patting Nora’s back. “My son is yours, as yours is mine. Let’s protect their happiness together.”
Nora’s worries melted at Anit’s warmth, and she introduced Anit and Sunu to Christophe. The pair were just as gracious to him. Once greetings were exchanged, they all took their places at the front of the garden.
More guests soon arrived—Dante’s colleagues, friends from the island, the Elderwood conservancy staff, and Tani’s acquaintances from around the globe. Nora delighted in introducing Tani’s parents to everyone, buoyed by Anit’s supportive presence at her side.
By two o’clock, it was time for the ceremony to begin. Anit and Sunu settled in seats of honor, while Nora and Christophe took their own reserved spots. Rianon stood at the head of the gazebo to officiate, alongside a local judge. Tani’s lawyer, Vidar Badem, was present to oversee the paperwork.
Nora checked her watch, its display clicking to 2:00 p.m., then glanced up as Dante and Tani stepped out of the house hand in hand. They paused for a moment, gazing at each other, framed by the golden afternoon light. Tani wore an ivory tuxedo with a red rose pinned to his lapel; Dante wore a black tuxedo, accented with a sprig of elderflowers. Soft music began to play, and they walked down the aisle toward the gazebo.
The judge opened the ceremony with the legal vows. Dante and Tani signed the marriage license with Vidar and Rianon as witnesses. When the judge stamped the document and handed it over, cheers broke out. Tani raised the license for the crowd to see, then tucked it into the inner pocket of Dante’s jacket, smoothing his hand over the fabric. Dante patted his pocket, drawing laughter from all around.
Next, Rianon presented two rings, forged with a golden metal shot through with a faint red gleam in the depths of the volcanic mountains in Kinon’s territory.
Rianon gave Dante’s ring to Tani, and handed Tani Dante’s ring. She smiled and said, “Make your vows.”
Dante turned to Tani and, with a solemn look, he took Tani’s left hand and slid the ring he held on Tani’s ring finger. “I will love you now and forever,” he promised. “I’ll stand by you through calamity and joy, always.”
Tani took a deep breath when he felt the warmth of his ring on his finger. He took Dante’s left hand and slid a ring on his ring finger. Meeting Dante’s gaze, he said, “I’ve loved you and will continue loving you. I will walk beside you, through calamity and joy, forevermore.”
Unseen by most mortals, a soft red glow appeared, stretching from Tani’s left wrist to Dante’s, binding them briefly before fading away.
Rianon raised her hands in blessing. “May you find joy and love forevermore. Tani Ryuzo Arturo and Dante Arturo Ryuzo—forever one. You may kiss to seal your bond.”
Dante drew Tani into his arms, their kiss sparking rousing applause. Tom whistled as the Elderwood staff and other guests joined in exuberant cheers.
Arm in arm, Tani and Dante turned to greet everyone as a married couple. The celebration that followed was filled with laughter, music, and heartfelt toasts. Tom and Hera performed a spirited song, children from the neighborhood danced in a whirlwind of color and enthusiasm, and guests delivered impromptu speeches brimming with best wishes. The lively reception lasted well into the night, uniting two families in a garden wedding that glowed with love, hope, and the promise of a bright future.
****
“Look,” Dante whispered to Tani late that evening, as they both sat at a small table sipping wine. Music drifted through the air, and guests circled the dance floor or chatted in lively clusters under fairy lights.
Tani followed Dante’s gaze and spotted Vidar inviting Hera to dance. At first, Hera hesitated, but Deniz placed her mother’s hand in Vidar’s, urging her with an eager smile. Vidar’s face lit up as he led Hera to the dance floor, and the music shifted to a gentle melody. They began to sway in time, looking radiant together.
“There’s always hope for love,” Tani murmured, turning to Dante. “Are you tired? Do you want to slip away?”
Dante kissed his left cheek. “I’d love that. Where to, my love?”
“Not far,” Tani said, a mischievous grin lighting his features. “You owe me some time on the couch in your room.”
Dante chuckled, stood, and took Tani’s left hand. Their departure didn’t go unnoticed. Shouts of congratulations and teasing cheers followed them until they reached the kitchen. Then, Tani wrapped his arms around Dante, ready to teleport—only Dante moved first, surrounding them in a swirl of blue fire that whisked them straight to his suite.
“You’re getting so good at that,” Tani said, releasing Dante as he wandered to the wide windows overlooking the vineyard. “I’ve missed this place. We’ve been so busy these past months—helping Hera and Tom settle the conservancy’s guardianship, assisting Selene at the apple orchard, meeting all of my parents’ aides. It feels good to finally be home.”
“Welcome back,” Dante said, coming up behind Tani and sliding an arm around his waist. “You know, Tani—”
“Mm?”
“Tani Ryuzo Arturo,” Dante said, his voice brimming with tenderness.
Tani chuckled, leaning his head back against Dante’s shoulder and clasping Dante’s arms. “Yes, Dante?”
“You really are my beloved,” Dante said softly, holding Tani as though he never wanted to let go.
“And you are mine, Dante Arturo Ryuzo,” Tani said with equal reverence.
Their reflections glimmered in the window, silhouetted by moonlight pouring over the vineyard. Beyond the glass, crickets serenaded the blossoming vines, the stars above shimmering with promise.
In that quiet room, safe in each other’s arms, their hearts pulsed with the surety of an everlasting love—one they had fought for and won. And in that moment of peace and joy, the future seemed brighter than ever, their bond a promise of many more tomorrows.
***
The End.
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