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(They can't be unhappy about what they're never going to hear about.)

~2nd of Heartfire

Parius had just finished a speech to the populace of Chorrol from the balcony of his palace which overlooked the city. Varus had returned to Chorrol with him after they congratulated eachother on their achievements on the 23rd. The entire county was now under one banner, and the White Oak had cemented itself as one of the province's major powers. Today was a celebration of just that. All of Chorrol was happier than it had ever been before, with Vienno having arranged a special festival in honour of the occasion. It was celebrated throughout the entire county, costing a total of 20,000 Septims, but it had been worth it. The next few months would be a time of relative peace, with all of the soldiers having returned home and the White Oak licking its wounds in preperation of the next campaign. As of now, the young king was satisfied with the condition his realm was in. He watched over the festivities smiling, and awaited news of how Gnottlesfont and Hackdirt were doing from Iagun and Chancellor Estherlain.

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~5th of Heartfire

The commandant, reconsidering the order he'd given his men, returned with three of them. He'd still let his lieutenant head to Hackdirt, but decided he'd make use of the favour that Spymaster Varus owed him.