[One Month Later — Silthara Palace — Throne Hall]
One month, a single month, had passed since the war that nearly erased Zahryssar from existence.
The wounds of the empire had begun to heal, but the scars remained.
The grand throne hall, once overflowing with nobles and council members, had regained its dignity. The banners of the Silver Serpent fluttered proudly once more, and the throne of Zahryssar stood exactly where it always had.
Yet, the throne beside the emperor still remained empty, the throne of the Malika. Captain Varesh stepped into the center of the hall before bowing deeply.
"Greetings, Malik."
Zeramet sat upon the throne, his golden eyes calm. "Report."
Varesh straightened; he unfolded several parchment scrolls. "The reconstruction of Zahryssar has officially begun; the southern districts destroyed during the invasion have been rebuilt, the western defensive walls have been completely restored, and the Imperial granaries are once again operating normally."
