They hid the treaty in the dungeons. The last standing monarch found the cell she’s been imprisoned in by her late brother and Kaytus helped take out a stone from the wall. They put the scroll there and closed the hole with binding magic. There were many things left to do, but the pair could finally breathe. Worry was ever present, but it lessened every time they embraced each other.

Scars the world has gifted them would never leave, and they knew it. But through spilled blood and disfigured bodies, justice reigned. The news was heard all over the kingdom and beyond. A new queen has risen from the ashes of burnt streets and unrest. She had promised things her father has never dared say. The monarchy has never had this loyalty before. It was the start of a new age.

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Winter has come earlier this year. Malachite was a mess, but both Norella and Kaytus had a detailed plan to cleanse it from poison. The queen of the Isles would demand a meeting with the monarch soon enough. Time was ticking, but at least, the people of Malachite were safe. For now.