The wind blew hard as the fires fought to stay alive. The two moons hung high, watching everyone down below, and the mystical chanting of the Ancient Ones filled the port town of Helstia, the capital of Helga's new Kingdom. The people of the town all hung their heads low in worship as the God Queen walked through the streets, towards the ceremonial platform.
Helga looked happily at the display, but she knew today was not a day to indulge in it. She had one mission. To bless her conquest. Ivar's gift had been the sign she needed to start it. The ring of fire surrounding the wooden platform was a magical sight to everyone, as those who were most faithful surrounded it.
