Party

"Cheers!" The sounds of glass hitting each other filled the room as laughter quickly started. 

The barracks was lively although it was the dead of night. The soldiers, although they were far fewer than their last party, were full of energy and happiness.

Leading the party was William, blessed with a bag of silver from the man in black himself, he started the party to honor their new beginning. 

"A bright future is ahead of us!" Jorn shouted before chugging down his beer.

The party was being held in the hall. The tables were packed with all kinds of meat, fruits, dairy, and drinks from cold beer to good old water. 

The party's other difference from the past was  that there weren't any prostitutes. Normally there would be 2 prostitutes per 1 man but ever since the revolution, prostitutes have retreated from their business.