Epilogue

Cattie-brie woke late that night, stiff and sore, but with a feeling that all was well. She turned on the pillow to watch Drizzt sitting up beside her, cradling their son. His gaze was fixed on the baby's face, and he seemed not to notice that she was watching him. Cattie-brie smiled as he hummed and rocked. The melody was haunting and lyrical. She had never heard it before.

Drizzt leaned closer to the baby and began to sing softly.

"Rest, my little one.

Rest, my own dear son.

Close your eyes and sleep.

My child, do not weep.

Rest your sleepy head.

Rest in this, your bed.

Your Kel'nar's watching you.

There's nothing you must do.

Rest, my little one.

Rest, my own dear son.

Rest like the robin and the rook,

Rest, d'anthe dalharuk."

She smiled and sat up as the baby began to wail. "Nice try, Drizzt, but I think he needs milk."

Drizzt looked up at her and passed the baby over with a smile.

It took a few tries, but before long little Zaknafein was contentedly nursing.

Cattie-brie looked over at Drizzt and smiled, reaching one hand out to him.

He took it, intertwining his fingers with her own.

"What does Kel'nar mean, Drizzt?"

He smiled, lavender eyes glistening in the moonlight. "It means Dad."

"I like that."

"I do, too."

"Do drow use it?"

He shook his head. "Almost never. Truly, I don't even know how the word exists in my language. I think I heard it in a story, once."

Cattie-brie thought back to the words of the lullaby. "Did you make up that song, Drizzt?"

He nodded almost shyly and ducked his head.

She squeezed his hand. "It was beautiful. Would you sing it again?"

He nodded.


As the last ethereal notes of the song faded away, Cattie-brie tried out the words in the last line. "D'anthe dalharuk. Did I say that right?"

He nodded, caressing their son's fuzzy head.

"What does it mean?"

A smile took over his face. "It means dear son."


A/N: Now complete. Thank you for reading, and an especially warm thanks to those who took the time to comment. Your feedback is valued. This story was a labor of love-pun intended. ;) I hope you enjoyed reading it at least half as much as I enjoyed writing it. I look forward to sharing more stories with you all in the future.