"...let's sleep." She nuzzles closer, her body pressing against his as if they were made to fit together perfectly. "Tomorrow is another day, and I have a feeling it will be an adventure."

As their breathing evens out, Changli drifts off to sleep, one hand still resting on Norman's chest, her slumberful smile promising dreams of love and desire that know no bounds.

The day finally arrives for their public announcement. The palace courtyard is alive with activity as servants scurry about, setting up chairs and tables for the celebration that will follow. Musicians tune their instruments, the sweet sound of music filling the air.

Norman Cloutier stands proudly beside Queen Changli, his armor polished to a mirror sheen, his sword at his side. The people cheer as they catch sight of him, their hero who saved them all from the demon scourge.