Aftermath!

Back in his castle, Harry stood at the heart of the main hall, surveying the aftermath of his calculated victory.

"All captured?" Harry asked, his voice calm, almost casual.

"Yes, my lord," a soldier replied, bowing deeply. "All of the remaining lords and their kin have been apprehended."

Harry nodded slowly, his face unreadable. Outside, the fires from the battle still burned, casting shadows that flickered across his armor.

"Good," he said softly. "We're done here."

Harry's actions had turned the tide of a seemingly unwinnable conflict. By the time the dust settled, both Earl Thorn and Harry's positions were stronger than ever.

To the outside world, it appeared that Harry had simply been a loyal supporter of Earl Thorn. But to those who knew him, it was clear, this was not just loyalty. This was strategy, executed with the precision of a master tactician.