Federyc, as loyal as ever, patrolled the city, ensuring that the ripples of tension remained contained within the walls. His men moved through the streets, their vigilant presence a solemn reminder of the newfound order.
As the days ticked by, the pulse of the capital quickened, each beat echoing the name of the one who now had control over their king.
Aragon's dominance loomed heavily, casting a shadow over the otherwise bustling city. The residents, both curious and cautious, awaited what was to come next, watching as the city's fate lay in the hands of a stranger.
The flag bears the marks of an old man riding a dragon hoisted at the top of the palace, a symbol of Aragon's dominance. The old man in the flag was his grandfather, and he chose the flag as his banner.
In the days that followed the upheaval, Federyc's able hand managed to assuage the restlessness that had gripped the capital.
