The next morning, when I opened the flap of the tent, standing in front of me, were Konstanza and Old Mother Aria's sister, Orabella.

They were dressed in white, from head to toe, indicating that they were mourning. Mourning for Ian. And Old Mother Aria.

"We..." Konstanza stuttered.

Tears, falling from her eyes.

"We knew Ian, Old Mother Aria and the kids passed away. But, we didn't hear about General Aldrada's death, until two days ago. How is His Highness? Is he coping well? The General was dear to..."

A sound, came from inside the tent. I lifted the flap. And there, was Regalis trying to sit up on the bed. Eyes swollen. He'd not slept a wink, last night. And the days before it.

On seeing him, thirteen years old Konstanza, sped into the tent. Reached his side, and sat by his bedside. Then, put her head on his hands. "We knew you couldn't have destroyed the orphanage, so we didn't bother coming then, until now, when we heard the other sad news".

And together, they wept. Orabella, coming in to join them.

Until finally, I heard Konstanza say, "don't blame yourself for the death of my brothers and sisters" she said, talking about the kids in the orphanage whom Randall would never have paid attention to, had Regalis not freed them. "As someone who was born into slavery, I can say this, it is better to live a short life, in freedom, happiness and on your own terms, than, to live a very long one, bounded by chains".