Khorijin stood in the palace that her lover had once built for her many years ago. By now she had born Berengar five children, of which the oldest, whose name was Altan, was now in his early twenties. He had spent his youth in the Crimean Khanate watching his mother transform the once nomadic Golden Horde into a mighty power located within the Caucasus.
He had spent far less time with his father than most of Berengar's children, but had enough memories of the man to consider him family. Yet today was not a day about the German Kaiser. Today was a day about the new Khan who had just recently succeeded his mother as ruler of the Crimean Khanate.
Khorijin had decided to retire back in Kufstein, after leaving her people's fate in the hands of her eldest son. She longed to be with the man who had given her a family, and had brought her youngest children with her. Thus, she was saying goodbye to her eldest children, as she planned to take the younger ones back with her to the Reich.
