[Bonus chapter] Coronation
Their horses nickered as the caravan entered Galahar. The fields where once black magic swirled around them with skies overcast with dark gray, dense clouds, were bathed in pure mists. The sky overhead was clear with just a few stars still clinging to the moon that was yawning to go to sleep or perhaps shine in some other part of the world. She was surprised to see how beautiful a demon land could be when devoid of malevolent magic. Smell of the lush green fields mixed with that mist and pine and snow, was overwhelming.