The Story of Blood and Roses

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[Warning: This epilogue was written for those that wanted our leads to end up together. If you are strongly against their pairing, I would ask you to skip these few chapters or read them with a grain of salt. As for the others? Enjoy.]

It was a fairly rainy day. The sun was scarce, and the droning of intellectuals on the Vedic education system would have put me to sleep had it not been for my own paper. My days of diligently taking notes of all the important aspects of one's speech had often helped me to question parts of the thesis throughout my time at different conferences. It had been a surprise when the University of Glasgow had chosen my paper on the possible impact of the Vedic education in African tribal communities for the conference. Despite my interest in child welfare and female workforce development in the underprivileged strata of the society over the past few years, I had never considered myself to be a part of the larger intellectual movement. It felt right to @@