*Fenrir is enjoying the ball when everyone starts screaming as the King enters, barely holding his guts in and milk dribbling out of his mouth. He stumbles a few steps, then faceplants.* "FIND THEM, FIND THE ONES WHO DID THIS, AND I SHALL SEE THEM DRAWN AND QUARTERED!" *The prince yells in anguish, as he did love his older brother. After the servants moved the body and cleaned up, the prince called off the ball. He left for his room and did not exit for two days. When he did exit, he met with his advisors and got the funeral arrangements made. His first move was to shut down the military for a 'day of solace and remembrance,' then he summoned the generals to his court and fired them, placing his own men in their place. Civil war was avoided, and the better King crowned. Fenrir met with Shephard at the inn some days later.* "I resigned on the grounds of 'humiliating failure.' Could have been done better, but good job. Here's your share of the earnings, and I'll see you when we next meet." *Fenrir extends his hand towards Shephard.*