Winter came to Tabor at that time suddenly and quickly. The roads were covered with snow, and fires were lit more intensely in roadside inns. The castle was now on guard by glass knights who did not feel the toil of the temperature. On the basis of a special decree by the queen, the nearby groves of groves were cut down, and the wood was distributed to the residents to keep their homes warm. In addition, Ravenna ordered that the most necessary provisions be delivered to the poorest inhabitants. The castle servants and the knights served hot soup at the entrance to the castle grounds.

Little Aegon was taking his first steps in the snow, and Ravenna was following him with a soft smile. In the fall, trees from the north were planted in the royal gardens, which Ravenne had found in one of the conquered kingdoms. Firs did not grow in Tabor, and the monarch was delighted with their scent reminiscent of winter.

"Aegon, be careful, or you will fall," his mother warned him.

The little boy lay down in the snow and began waving his arms and legs simultaneously, creating a comic joke.
Ravenna picked him up, despite the crying protests.

-I don't want you to be sick. Come on, let's go to the castle.
Ravenna calmly paced the royal garden, and Aegon reached out his tongue to catch the snowflakes. After returning, she gave her son to the nanny so that he could drink something warm, and she went to her bathhouse herself.

She met Finn on the way.

-Welcome brother. You look distracted. Something happened? she asked with concern.

-It has never been better, sister. I have a report for you.

-Great. I'm on my way to take a bath in the bathhouse, so tell me before my special meal.

Finn knew what she has meant. Ravens, which hunted for smaller specimens of birds, ruled in lonely missions in the skies of Tabor. They brought them to the queen who was lovingly devouring their little hearts. It was old magic, because in the beliefs of the people of Ravenna, who devoured the heart of their victim, he added years to his life. Finn told her about the new children's schools where they were taught according to the Queen's new doctrine, about the activities of their fleet in the ocean where Lord Vorgath acted to glorify Ravenna, and about the living Exodora, the land of Shadow under the tutelage of the Mouth of Maog, a mysterious entity under Ravenna.

-I think so, brother-Ravenna said after a long moment-I will give Snow White the title of princess again. With no rights to the throne. I officially adopts her. I will give her a gold diadem from our vaults in Makadonia as a gift. If you can, send the crow to send a message with a gift as soon as possible.

Finn frowned. -Sister, I have one concern. "Speak, then she replied not to turn away from Finn." They entered the bathhouse. Ravenna ordered the baths to be expanded. In addition to the standard large pools, the largest of them, decorated with stone griffins, was added. From the mouths of the stone griffins, however, milk flew instead of water, which served as one of the queen's aesthetic treatments. She often bathed in it, imitating the old Egyptian queen, Cleopatra, once considered the most beautiful woman in the world. Ravenna made it a point of honor that when she conquered Egypt she would destroy any trace of Cleopatra's cult and replace it with hers. Behind the castle, about 3 kilometers from the fortress, a cows reserve was built, which provided huge amounts of milk daily. 10,000 cows were milked in the morning and their milk was brought to the castle, where it was pumped into the machine underneath the queen's pool. It was an expensive investment, but what is not being done for the Empress?

"I have a feeling you have become too good for people," Finn began.

"What do you mean?" Asked Ravenna curiously, tearing the bird's chest.

-I don't know if it's these children, but you can see how your close contact with them has changed you. Aegon is one thing, but a girl? I don't understand what she has about her that you value her so much.

"Don't be ridiculous, Finn," Ravenna laughed, sticking a small heart down her throat. -Children have enormous Power, and I have to figure it out. You're right, I feel more for them than I might like, but this feeling makes me happy. I made my family for myself. Just like Freya. I used to despise her affection for that child, but now I understand it. It is a pity such a Tragedy. Aegon and Snow White are a human springboard from my divinity and royalty

"And the inhabitants?" Asked the queen's brother a little too insistently.

- What about them? I'm their mistress, but I don't want to be their executioner. I will not rule the dead wasteland. The hungry and the poor will not love me. That's what the old me would do. Do you remember? When we just wanted to destroy, like our former captives. I was so young when I first became queen. I will not return to the lives of those who died because of those recklessness. But it doesn't matter now. What matters is what is now.

-And what is now?

- Years will pass when future generations, children who are now being taught in new schools, will voluntarily worship me. You have to take care of the present society. Somehow I am responsible for this commoner who is my people. I will have more kingdoms over time so there will be more responsibility.

I understand, sister. I am with you always and everywhere. Ravenna, not looking at her brother, pulled the heart out of another bird. She bit her mouth silently, tasting the metallic taste of blood. Through the wide window she looked at the courtyard of her castle. In front of the gate, there was a long line to the gate for food, but the people at the end of the line were fighting for the old milk flowing from the stone deer that were the gutters of the castle. The sight made her sad and melancholy. -Do you remember when we were children, we were begging for scraps like those wretches?-she asked.

Yes, sister," he replied, looking at the sight of the pitiful fight for old milk. Tomorrow they will have the same fight, but the same queue for a hot meal.

-Now you understand. Am I not kinder? Ravenna looked at her brother with question in her eyes, checking if he would agree with her.

They stared at each other for a moment.

"Yes," he replied softly. The queen looked at her brother for a moment longer, then walked away towards the milk bass. She slowly climbed the steps. Her bare feet touched the cold floor. Only candles lit the dark bathhouse.

She unfastened the buckle that fastened her robe, embroidered by the servants. The robe fell shortly around her ankles, and the queen now stood naked and gradually entered the pool. Finn turned away, wanting to respect his sister's privacy. The cold milk made her tremble slightly, but she covered her breasts with her hands, crossing them. She walked slowly through the sheet of milky liquid, causing small waves. Finally, she stopped and began to soak in the milk. She closed her eyes as the white cover closed her beneath the surface of the substance.

For a moment nothing happened, and Finn just stared at the pool soberly. Finally, a white thing with loose hair began to emerge from beneath the milk. Milk was dripping from her body, and the queen resembled a statue, a divine creature that deigned to descend to the earth and delight its inhabitants. Drops dripped from her white crown, and for a moment her face was unlike any human. Her hands still covered her breasts, but after a while they stopped protecting them. Ravenna leaned back and began swimming backwards in the milk, moving her arms synchronously.

Finn knelt involuntarily in front of his mistress, bowing down to her. He decided never to doubt her ideas, because they were dogma and an inalienable right. He quietly left the bath, leaving his sister to her favorite treatment. On leaving her, he passed two maidservants, ready to dry the queen when she called them.