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Epilogue

And, *somewhere else*, a young blonde sorceress hissed and stamped her cloven hooves in frustration, splashing a cascade of water from the basin she'd been using as a scrying glass.

She'd had to send a relatively weak demon, all she had available. She had thought it would be more than enough -- after all, she did not *really* want the baby to be hurt, and she certainly hadn't expected any real opposition from the nanny once the doting parents were away. But it was no wonder she hadn't recognized the guardian's nature -- it had been just over a year since she'd last seen the damned succubus who'd taken her maddened brother away at the English magus' instruction.

She'd planned to trade the baby back to her long-ago best friend in return for her soulsword and her brother, both of which she desperately needed to escape her current servitude and to regain her realm of limbo. But now she'd have to come up with a different plan...