The war has been finished for almost years, King Richard has won on cold war and Anneleon people thousand died from war. King Eeron killed and betrayed by his side trust subordinates mercy- man and the new king of Havania is Mercy-man his name now is King Jerrick of Havania. Jerrick she want to make of peace in Anneleon and for people and back again to normal life.
Richard accept the condition of the King of Havania to back again to normal life and peaceful.
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FIVE YEARS LATER...
Doranna and I were married a little over a year later, in the great palace of my castle. She wore a beautiful's wedding gown, carefully saved away all these years, and a wreath of miniature roses in her hair. The hall was filled to its capacity, and the courtyard outside was just as thickly packed, awaiting our first appearance as king and queen, husband and wife.
Joven and Mandalin had married several months earlier and were happier than ever. They lived well here in the castle, and my friendship with them both had only strengthened since the war's end. He had become apprenticed to the castle physician, a profession that ensured he would continue finding ways to frustrate me, at least as often as I found ways to injure myself.
I would always be grateful to them for saving Kristoph's life. He moved slower than he used to, and I knew the wound he'd suffered still gave him pain. Although he would never fight again, I hoped to lead a kingdom where it would never again be necessary. He spent our entire first conversation after his recovery lecturing me for my usual failings of recklessness, but ended it by promising to serve me with even greater loyalty. I wasn't sure that was possible.
Bronn held the ring for Doranna and gave it to me when the priest called for it. He winked at me, hoping for congratulations that he had managed not to lose it. That actually was a significant accomplishment and I gave him a wink back. Bronn had become a younger brother to me. Every bit as annoying. Every bit as valuable.
Rudy and Albus had spent most of the past year learning to know each other as father and son. Rudy had been the one to tell him of their connection, though he'd waited several days after the war's end to find the right moment. I'd had little to do with their reunion, but Albus's gratitude to me was as warm as the day I'd saved the important to his. Rudy spent the bulk of his free time with his father, immersed in the education he should have had throughout his life. But he remained the captain of my guard and was growing continually more confident in his role. Under his command, Anneleon would eventually rebuild an army strong enough to always keep us free.
My fears that Albus might abandon his attentions to me had turned out to be unfounded. Over the past several months I have come to understand that love can only expand and allow any number into its circle. Albus might have come to love me as a son, and yet I felt I had come to an understanding with my own father too. For the first time in my life, I was settled in my ways of thinking about him.
Immediately after the battle's end at years, I had relinquished my title as king of the pirates and given the rule entirely to Zick. As far as I knew, he continued to lead them. Even still, their brand remained on my forearm, and a part of me would always belong to them. If ever they called for me in a time of need, I was bound by oath to answer.
It had been a difficult year in rebuilding Anneleon. We had lost far too many men, and full recovery was at least a generation away. But each day was better, and nothing remained to threaten us.
Certainly not Havania. Commander Jerrick (mercy-man) had taken the throne and presided over a much diminished country. I had urged him to build schools, not weapons, and so far he seemed to have taken my advice and our two kingdom. After tough negotiations, Magenna and Anneleon gradually reopened trading routes, though I kept a standing army on our northern border now. And the relationship was warming with Meyadenval. In fact, anticipating an eventual child for Doranna and me, King Reagan had offered a treaty of betrothal with one of his grandchildren. Although his intentions were well meant, we kindly rejected his offer.
And on the night of my wedding, I held Doranna close in my arms with no thought of ever releasing her. Better still was that Doranna held me too. She was my family, my life, and the center of my world.
All that I knew was at peace.
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TWO YEARS LATER...
King Richard and Doranna have now a son and daughter they're enjoying the peaceful life and the people of Anneleon are now back again to state, they're now smile again with they're family.
[THE END]
