With the winter cleaning, the mood in the castle seems to have changed overnight.
It seems the cleaning had been the necessary outlet for most of the servants and folks who were stuck in Strongfort through the rule of Flayers.
While only the main gate hoisted the flag of Winterchildren, today, the entire throne room is bedecked with hanging banners with the Winterchild insignia.
Sasha decided to melt all the gold, silver and steel belonging to Flayers, to get ready for the winter plowing.
Sitting on the elderwood throne, she had an epiphany.
In winter, to survive is to win.
A thousand swords could not win a dragon. A thousand dragons could not raise a single crop.
She has a thousand grievances against Cortana Lustre, half as many with Olivia Harvest.
Looking at the men and women puttering about the great hall, Sasha wondered, just how many of them lost family members to Raul's campaign ?