EPILOGUE

Per woke in the still of the night. He was sure there was someone in his room. A dark shadow by the window visible in the moonlight. The room was suddenly illuminated by torch light, flames flickering. Per was startled, the house had fully rune protected electricity, torches were so archaic.

The figure in the window laughed. "Be still, Per. I bring a message from your brother." The figure had long red hair and black eyes and was dressed in a strange loin cloth. He had seen photos of Hadrian dressed like that for Aztec ceremonies. Per then realised the identity of the visitor and almost fell out of the bed in his haste to prostrate himself on the floor. "Come Child, I am a friend of the family. I shall relay my message and depart. Do not be afraid for Hadrian, he does not dwell in my realm. He is beyond the wards of Shangri-la and happy still with his bonded consort. He apologises for the misunderstanding caused by the scrolls he left you. Both he and his Lord-consort were welcomed by the hidden ones. He has a long life yet to live. I foretold his departure many years ago. He is happy living as a scholar." The figure moved to touch Per. "You should visit my temple to harness your gifts. You are a seer, not a necromancer. Take this to be your first vision. Adieu, Little Per, beloved of Hadrian. Adieu."

Per lay still on the floor as the room again grew dark and the smoke of the torches dissipated. The teenager then stood and stole into his parents bedroom to wake his mother.

"Mom..Wake up, mom. I have a message from Hadrian."

Lily woke with a start to see her youngest sat by her side of the bed. Per Senior was snoring, still deep asleep. "What is it, darling? Bad dream?"

"No a vision, I think." Per's brow creased in concentration. "Mictlantecuhtli relayed a message. Hadrian is visiting the Hidden ones in Shangri-la. He is happy and lives as a scholar. He is beyond our world but not in Mictlantecuhtli's domain. The scroll was a gift not a clue to Voldemort's nefarious schemes. Hadrian is OK. You don't have to be sad anymore." Per stroked his mother's face and then added his last surprise. "I have been invited to Mexico. Mictlantecuhtli said I was a seer and needed to learn to control it. Can I go this summer? Please."

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Many thanks to all that have read and enjoyed my little bit of fiction, to have such perseverance and loyalty is humbling.

I have enjoyed Hadrian's adventures myself. Forgive my 19 years later but I could not resist.

I have had an idea for another more canon story giving us a glimpse of a more sneaky Harry and a hero fully aware he is a weapon. So far only the short prologue is written. I fear I must continue to write some Alex Rider fanfiction. If any of you read Stormfront and its sequel, I have written the story-arc but have decided I hate my original ending (erasing 20K works in the process). Now I begin a massive rewrite.

Special thanks to all who followed, favoured and reviewed; especially( and in no particular order) Ebru Raveniz Gunduz Lestrange, My Alternate Reality, autumngold, 2012summerstar, ibterismith50 , Lemrinth, 917brat, RRW, Cherrie-san, geetac, ALPHAQ69, CClan, noelnoel2, mizzrazz72, eris8656, picabone99, lia-leigh, Dark Neko 4000, KyuubiChild717, gengisk & miss888.

Fanfiction Lover: A translation matrix is needed for some of your reviews but I sit in my imaginary leather recliner and relax stroking my imaginary familiar with the knowledge that I have finished and am mostly happy with this story.

Apologies for any mistakes, misspellings and omissions.

Typos and Bad Grammar are just a fact of my life.

Offers for a beta are always welcome.

Is it the end for my favourite mage-immortals, who knows where my muse will take me?