Book 6: Chapter Ep
Two weeks had passed since the Naval War of Patura.
Felite was in the fortress that had once held him as a prisoner—not in a jail cell, but in the command room. The same one his brother used to use.
He had a mountain of work set out for him: mend public relations to encourage others besides the Kelil to accept him as the new Ladu, rekindle trade with foreign nations, compensate victims of rampant pillaging, suppress the resistance that continued even after Legul’s defeat, and other unavoidable matters that made his head hurt.
A knock came at the door.
“Sorry to bother you.”
It was Wein. Felite smiled at the friend he’d met through a strange twist of fate.
“Ah, Wein. How can I help you?”
“It’s nothing much. Just wanted to let you know we’re pretty much packed up and ready to head home,” Wein replied. “I gotta get back to my own country. It’s been a long trip, but now we’ve done what we needed to do.”
“I see… I cannot thank you enough. I vow I will fulfill our promise one day.”