I will not stand by while the lords of the Highlands seek to divide us! I will not stand by while King Tiadoa rains terror upon my people! I offer peace, but I will not hesitate to defend my people until my dying breath!” And with that, the simmering crowd boiled, fists pumping into the air, a myriad of war chants from a hundred different clans splitting the morning. They were songs passed shower through the ages, the last vestiges of a glorious era, now sung with a new life and hope. Yavara basked in it, raising her fists high. “May god shine her light upon Ardeni Dreus and Alkandra for a thousand, thousand lifetimes!” I ascended the steps before the wave of noise, faltering for only a moment to gaze upon the Dark Queen. For I saw her in that light as I’d seen her before; terrible and beautiful, powerful and merciless. Then her orange eyes rested on me, and they were filled with the girlish excitement I loved her for. How was that? A touch dramatic, and a little authoritarian for my tastes. I smirked. Bow to me, peasant! “So that we can be at eye-level?” I sneered down at the elf as I ascended the last step, “Such an imposing figure you strike, my queen; all five feet of you.” “Five-four, Prestira; don’t short me.” Yavara grinned back, “And you don’t seem so tall when you’re on your knees.” “And that’s where you’ll have me tonight, my queen.” I whispered into her pointed ear, “Because after watching that display, I’m dying to serve you.” I licked her ear, “In any way you want.” Yavara’s eyes glinted up at me. I winked back, tucked my hands into my robes, and followed her as she strode into the palace. The room was incredibly extravagant, adorned with statues and chandeliers all the way down it’s immense length. I knew the room well, having served the late King Rondar Dreus for half a century as Arcane Master. The current King Dreus, King Alfred Dreus, sat atop a throne at the very end. He was guarded by at least twenty mages and a hundred soldiers, all standing at attention as we walked by them. I stopped fifty paces away, and Yavara stopped a mere ten. I bowed deeply, and she barely inclined her head. “So, it seems the Dark Queen has returned!” King Dreus exclaimed, “You can cease your extravagant prostration, Your Highness; it’s unbefitting Big Tits for someone of your stature.” The king chuckled at his own joke as descended the steps, and Yavara beamed up at him. He was a man in his early forties, a large blonde beard wrapping his cheeks, his body slim and tall. He looked very-much like his father, sans the rotund belly. He was handsome and confident, and I could tell Yavara was assessing the contents of his trousers, though she did that with everybody. “Queen Alkandi Tiadoa, or whatever the great shit your name is,” King Dreus laughed boisterously, “what an entrance that was! I thought I’d Tokyo been invaded when I saw your procession, and was just about to apply my ass-kissing lipstick for whatever posterior had so easily infiltrated my walls.” “A shame you didn’t, Your Highness.” Yavara grinned, extending her hand, “Alas, the rear of my hand will have to suffice… for now.” “I’ve heard you were trouble.” King Dreus grinned back, kissing Yavara’s hand, “Clartias always said you were the wild child. Leveria described you with different adjectives.” “I’m sure I’ve heard them already from her lips.” Yavara said, taking King Dreus’s arm, “But if it pleases you, Your Highness, I’d rather not talk about my family.” “Ah, Clartias sheltered you from politics.” King Dreus chuckled, “If I were to die from suspicious causes, the first place the investigator should look is my family tree. Your Noble Court is a pit of japanese japan snakes, and those vipers eat their young. Still, it’s not like Clartias to make such a bold move. 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