Ryou smiled, and closed the scroll with tears of joy in his eyes. "Akefia, Marik, raid his house. Atem, keep the baby. Bakura... Rest In Peace," Ryou said quietly.
And, Rest In Peace, he did.
She let her hand run across the grasses in the field that seemed to be wheat. She knew it wasn't wheat, but it appeared as if it was to her, and it made her giggle inside to think about it. Her father didn't know where she was; her ex-husband didn't know where she was. She was free. She was a free woman.
She was Rosalind Kaiba.