As the three of them gazed together at the established empire, Kleb inquired.
"What name have you finally chosen for your kingdom, Your Majesty?
Zion was silent for a long time, still staring at his formidable and already envied domain, then said.
"Vaegos. The name means in my father's language, free territory of the waters.
"What a name, Your Majesty."
"Isn't it?"
As for the unnamed realm where the waters were finally stilled, Zion did not give it a name yet. However, those waters were soon covered with a thick mist that shielded the place from the light of the Ashellion sun, for in truth, Zion hated light, anything that it could be, especially that of the day. However, it would have taken Kleb and Yuren nearly a century to discover this truth.
