Jakon was finally back in his familiar anvil of a kitchen. The walls were still curved just right and the diamonds sheened bright and beautifully as anywhere in Dirlop Mountain should. As beautiful as Sky was now glowing, outside and in, even as she stayed in her lovely minidress, as much as she clearly wanted to slip out of it again.

Just like Ivy now too. Both girls eager to go smutty lover for him now. The promised threesome coming sooner than hoped.

The black iron rose of a table even only had three chairs. But they were all black iron and too dangerous for Sky to go near. Maybe even Ivy. Since they all knew now she was half elf.

Sky claimed she could handle the iron. Elves that left their homeland had to train for iron resistance, so they wouldn’t get poisoned by food cooked in iron utensils, or getting brushed by a careless jackass.

Ivy clearly had some resistance, given her katars were steel. But Jakon would ensure they’d soon be good dwarven steel.

Ivy was already fondling the solid heavy table. Clearly admiring the intricate rosy design up close and personal. Her green eyes were so big and curious and loving it all—especially the removal of her collar. His mom put in the right word for her, and on top of her help in dealing with the blood elves … Ivy was essentially pardoned by the mayor and granted permission for a marriage-to-be with Jakon.

Just like Sky. Somehow she got a marriage-to-be and the pardon needed to escape whatever trouble would of come from a double marriage to a single dwarf.

So two fiancées … and very much aligned together now.

Yet Sky still kept her distance from all the black iron. As if reluctant to test her good her iron resistance was, but Jakon couldn’t blame her. Just being here took plenty of bravery. And she proved herself a worthy warrior and wife during the battle.

That Azura and Frostine were both conscribed into curing the poisons used by that fox warrior minion. That they both were being worked to trim down the big thick rose vines everywhere.

Good for them.

Now that Frostine was properly carded, the mayor permitted her to live on. As long as she did her part in rebuilding and maintaining Dirlop Mountain.

Even Scarlet got to celebrate with some heavy drinking.

(And some not-so-secret sex afterwards with him. To get it out of her system, supposedly, and Sky simply giggled at them both, and had joined in, which threw Scarlet off more than anyone expected.)

But now it was time for their victory meal.

Corned beef sandwiches. Warm, greasy and delicious.

The best kind of sandwiches.

For the best kind of girls a guy could have.