The Merchant Queen rounded up her people and they started their journey back into the mainland. Fellis held the beautiful staff in her arms but looked down at the snow. She would have to be comforted later. The Merchant Queen held Arthx’s tooth in her hand. He was a legend. Tales of him had been passed down through generations, and she herself had seen him a few times before. She knew how much it would mean to Fellis to be given his tooth. The Merchant Queen was honored to talk to him one last time before she left. Fellis was young, but she would find her path. The other merchants would make sure of it.
For the Merchant Queen, an honorable death awaited.