Brigora’s life was back to normal. Or as normal as her life ever was. Lord Nefarious had been killed by Aiela, to get revenge on him for killing her daughter. After the mertes had either been killed or fled, people slowly started to fill the city’s once-deserted streets with sounds of laughter and conversation. Brigora now sat upon the throne as she had meant to be. The day of their triumph over the mertes, the new flag of Fseacia had been raised over the city. It was blue with a white snowflake, Brigora’s symbol, Fseacia’s symbol.