Epilogue of An Everlasting Hope

The ballroom was lit, and dancing couples whirled. King Adrian and Queen Adara sat watching. A gentleman approached.

“Your Majesty,” he said.

“Yes, count?” inquired King Adrian.

“I wish to say that I have never seen such a necklace as the one your wife now wears. What kind of gems are they?”

Adara and Adrian met eyes and smiled.

“Those are the Gems of Tragedy and Decision,” Adrian said quietly.

“I see,” the count said, puzzled, “I have never heard of them. And your wife’s ring, it is so beautiful. It looks like-like…”

“Like every color of the rainbow and more, both there separately and together,” Adara said softly.

“Yes!” exclaimed the count, delightedly, “You describe it perfectly! What kind of gem is it?”

Adrian glanced at Adara and said, “It is the Gem of Hope.”

Adara spoke so softly, it was barely audible, “Yes, The Gem of Everlasting Hope.”

(This is the end of a book I wrote a few years ago.)