In the end the ship sailed away, taking with it part of her life and a complication she no longer needed. Some of the warriors left too, leaving just a basic guard. But she found that was all she needed. There was a new future and a new life to live. New decisions had to be made and she did not look back as her once mighty boat's sails filled with the western breeze.

No more piracy, she promised herself. Instead she would concentrate on her first mission - that of the emancipation of women. This for her had always begun in the brothels of the world, which she had worked hard to return to the hands of the matrons and not the men. Whores in her brothels kept what they earned for the most part and paid for room and boarding. Basic self defence was taught to all. Children, if they happened, were kept and educated. They could leave and rejoin any time that they wanted - no whore was stuck in that life. That we what Philomel had always set out to do, ever since she burnt down the Crouching Tiger.

And she had her fortress, tucked away and hidden in the forest of Concordia. But that was too to change, and become more of a safe haven than anything. It would always be a base of operations for the wider Gilded Lily projects, but those in need could always come and feel safe. Families, lovers and children would all be welcomed.

Children.

Child.