This will have a HUMONGOUS cliffhanger, but please do not complain

Hope's POV:

Peacemaker was always either making strawberry jam or writing a story in one of his many scrolls.  Today, he was writing.  "Can I see," I said, reaching out my talon.

"Ok," he said like the nice little dragonet I knew, handing me the scroll. As I read what he had written, my heart thumped loudly and my palms sweat, here was what it said:

"As she slipped the bracelet from her wrist to mine, I heard all her thoughts, and how much she loved me before I fell into darkness.

Years later, I awoke, with nothing to do but listen to the thoughts of ordinary dragons with ordinary lives and think about the life that I used to think I would have, with Clearsight and our dragonets, with me as king of the NightWings."

I stared at Peacemaker, worried.  Is Darkstalker returning?