Zane lie naked in his bed, surrounded by the five women who he had grown to accept as his family, and as his lovers. They were all fast asleep, equally as nude as he was. He had just spent the night together with them all for the last time in a very long time.
He had no idea when he would return to these women, or if they would ever forgive him for abandoning them. But it had to be done. Zane had unintentionally called upon him the wrath of all the undead in this world.
And by doing so had made himself, and all of Gravestone the enemies of the Undead. But… That was only the case if Zane chose to remain in this small, and self sufficient community. The reality was that the Horde Kings knew very little about his interpersonal relationships.