A Bird in the Hand.
Or 'Love thy enemy'
Chapter 1
by 
enma
The war is finally over. The lady dressed in black bows her head as your King signs the last slip of paper, signing away her freedom and that of her people. Her proud features struggle to conceal signs of a broken spirit and she shakily rises to leave as she is dismissed.
Yes, the war is over, and it is now time to celebrate your hard-fought victory. You grin as euphoria washes through the room filled with soldiers and nobles.