The celebration of victory lasted a full seven days.
Dog Demon City, inside and out, was decorated with lanterns and colorful banners. The fragrance of wine filled the streets, and laughter and cheers never ceased.
Envoys from every clan departed with reverence and congratulations, leaving behind chest after chest of tribute and document after document of submission.
Even the skies above the Western Country seemed a little clearer, with more than half of the demon clouds that had hung there year-round dispersing.
On the night of the seventh day, the clamor gradually faded.
Chiyo stood alone atop the highest point of the restored royal court, leaning against the white jade railing as he looked over the scattered lights of the city.
The night breeze brushed past him, making his silver-white hair gleam faintly beneath the moonlight.
He had just finished reviewing the day's reports.
Most were letters of allegiance submitted by the various demon clans, along with plans for adjusting border defenses.
He had removed his royal robes and changed into a simple black plum blossom kimono, though the Demonic Blade still hung at his waist.
Light footsteps approached from behind.
"Thinking again?"
Princess Lingyue's voice was gentle. She came to Chiyo's side and leaned against the railing as well.
She had shed her formal attire tonight too, wearing only a light-purple gauze dress. Her silver hair cascaded like a waterfall, resembling a flowing river of stars under the moonlight.
"I was only thinking that all of this came too quickly."
Chiyo did not turn around. His gaze remained fixed on the distance.
"Not long ago, I was still an outsider. Now, I've become the king of this land."
"You deserve it."
Princess Lingyue said softly.
"Not every king is willing to shield ordinary clan members from fatal blows on