Laying it over one arm, she silently lifts her horn of mead in a toast to Germania and its gods.

A swift drink and the horn is replaced on the table, now littered with the remains of a gargantuan feast.

Eyes on Thiu, the Babylonian walks across the great hall floor. Facing him, she touches his face and offers him the clothes.

The last that is seen is the man and the woman, departing the hall...