The sun had barely begun to rise when the palace gates of Valeidio creaked open, admitting a lone rider bearing a messenger's sash. The courtyard, still bathed in the soft hues of dawn, stirred to life as the guards led the rider to the royal wing. Moments later, the messenger knelt before King Xavian and Queen Morgana in the grand hall, his voice steady but filled with triumph.
"Your Majesties," he began, "Mbuzuoria has fallen. The battle has been won, and the kingdom is now under the control of Zephyros and Valeidio. The royal family of Mbuzuoria has been taken prisoner. Our warriors will reach home by evening."
The weight that had hung over King Xavian's shoulders for days lifted instantly. He exhaled deeply, sharing a broad smile with Queen Morgana, who clasped his hand tightly. "At last," Xavian murmured, his voice laced with relief. "Our sons and our people are safe."
"Safe and victorious," Morgana added, her smile radiant. "They've done us proud."
