They live... and they know too well the costs of war. Any further conflicts should occur on a more managable scale. [She expects that there will be terrorists. That factions will rise against the new world order as if they alone are righteous. The war has always been about entitlement, and in a beaten-down world with so much wreckage to claim and shape into something greater, that impulse will only grow.]

[It doesn't worry her, though. Only one terrorist ever has, and he now represents peace better than anybody else.]

You needn't attempt to reassure me, Hunk. I have ample cause to believe that the errors of the past won't be repeated. [She was one of the conquerors once -- one of the worst accelerants feeding the flames of war. With her father dead, her brother enslaved to peace, and she herself aware of the follies of forced peace, Britannia is no longer a threat, no longer something to rise against. The war is truly over.]