THIRTY-SEVEN
Aftermath
Summer 966 MC
Aubrey opened her eyes to see Kraloch staring down at her.
"Cousin Beverly?" she squeaked out, for her head felt like it was going to explode.
"She is alive," announced the Orc, "but her wounds are severe. It will be some time before she is up and about."
An Elf drew close, causing the Life Mage to recoil.
"You may rest assured you are safe," said Lord Arandil. "Kythelia's reign is over, her soul banished to the Underworld for all eternity."
"And the rest of her army?"
"My warriors are rounding them up even as we speak. They have little fight left in them after the death of their mistress."
"And Queen Anna? Is she safe?"
"She is," said Kraloch. "Although she has taken the loss hard."
"I don't understand."
A tear came to the Orc's eyes. "Tem
