Bakura and Siward hailed Daemon as he came out of the castle. "This was a good war, wasn't it?" Siward said. "Ended nice and fast."
"There are no good wars," Bakura said. "Joey is missing, as is your son."
"Kyou is dead," Daemon said. "My men removed him from the castle – he'd gone to look for Kaiba."
"Were his wounds on his front?" Siward asked.
Daemon nodded.
"Then I'm proud of him," he said. "My son gave no inch."
A noise from within the castle alerted the three to Joey's arrival. Their eyes were drawn to his gorgon's head.
Joey tossed it down and bowed deeply before Bakura. "Hail, King!" he said. When he heard no echo, he prompted, "Well?"
Daemon and Siward grinned. "Hail, King of Scotland!"
Bakura smiled and nodded as he accepted the title. "Then before any more time passes, we grant you three the title of earls as thanks. We must also remember to bring back anyone the former king scared away, and punished anyone who willingly worked for that tyrant and his queen."
The new king smiled even wider now. "But first, let's go celebrate at Scone!" he said.
"I'm up for dat," Joey said as he rode to find his friend. "Wait 'til Tristan hears about dis!"
Noah reread the letter in his hands. "What?" he said indignantly. "He crowned himself without me?"
He heard a small shuffle and looked up. There were three women standing before him. "What do you want?" he asked.