"I will." Hallbjorn told Kara. He ran his hands over her face, wiping away the remains of her tears. He cupped her face tenderly and lovingly, and the sadness he felt at hurting her and doubting her showed in the stormy grey of his eyes and the expression on his face. He did not hide those things, nor how relieved he was that she was safe.<br/><br/>"There is one thing, first." Hallbjorn told Kara and his hands went away from her face. He dipped a hand into a pocket and he pulled out her ring. His other hand found hers, and lifted it up. Hallbjorn placed the gold ring on her ring finger, where it belonged. He gave her a vulnerable half-smile, and then they were ready to give her father a proper funeral. Hallbjorn recovered his sword and hammer, and Kara took them both deeper into the castle. There was a hidden room that opened by depressing certain hidden panels in a pattern that Kara knew from her dreams of Kaseem's memory. Within there was a raised dais where Jamal's mummified remains lay.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn carried those remains, and the pair returned to the throne room and the purified flames. While there was a lot of ceremony that came to be associated with the funeral of a king or a djinn of noble standing, the knowledge that the flame bestowed upon Kara allowed her to know that they need only commend Jamal's body to the flames and speak their farewells for the man to be properly at rest and for Jamal's link to the Eternal Flame properly severed. Once the body was lowered into the blue fire of the Eternal Flame, they consumed the body. The flames consumed the body completely, leaving behind nothing physical of Kara's father, but when the last part of him burned away the effect was immediately palpable. The very air around them seemed to grow sweeter and fresher.<br/><br/>Outside, rain began to fall. It was warm and plentiful. Plants began to spring from the ground, their growth accelerated by the power of the Eternal Flame returning life to the land. The process was exaggerated, but this would have happened were Jamal properly commended to the Flame upon his death. The fountain in the courtyard began to fill with water that flowed from a replenished underground source.<br/><br/>The rain fall did not last very long. Janna remained very much a desert land, but life was restored to it, and in time the land would fully recover. Given time and guidance, the people could as well.<br/><br/>Amina found the pair of them, and she was joined by a guard in blue who wore a broad sash. His clothing was dirty and he was gaunt of figure. She appeared from nowhere, a dervish depositing her before them. The woman was whole and restored; everything that was taken from her by Kaseem returned with the corrupt king's death. "This is my husband, Raju. I found him in the dungeons. He served under Jamal as captain of the palace guards and after Kaseem took power, he was imprisoned. I believed him dead." Amina's eyes shone with unshed tears. It was a time that was greater than her tears. "What happened to Tarek?" Amina asked Hallbjorn.<br/><br/>"He is recovering at the temple on the other side of the portal from Janna to Gaia." The blond Berserker replied. He looked over at Kara. "Helgi and Lyrata are looking after him."<br/><br/>Amina nodded. "With your leave, Kara, Tarek was instructed how to rule. He knows how. And with me by his side, to advise him, I could ensure that he can be the man Jamal knew he could be." Amina had a sense that Kara did not wish to take the crown of Janna. At least, not yet. "And when you are ready, the way to Janna will be open."