Fifty-two:
Bradley Endless
The first thing I saw when I came out of the portal was a griffin. With the back legs of a lion, the head and wings of an eagle, and an eagle’s talons. “Daddy----what is that?!” Tatiana exclaimed, shrieking loudly. I held her closely to me.
“It’s a griffin,” I said, “although I don’t know why there is a griffin in front of us.”
The griffin made a shriek that filled the room that we were together. To my surprise, not only was there a griffin in the room. But Emma was there, with the Faerie Queen. The original Tatiana. “What the hell?” I demanded. “Emma, I thought you were trapped in a room under Edward’s spell or something.”
“Edward’s dead,” Emma said.
Her voice was grim, and I covered Tatiana’s ears. “Emma,” I hissed, “Tatiana is a
