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The Grand Hall Medja smiled as she watched Dar'aa go, unfazed by her reaction to the regent's familiarity with her. The attendant flitted away, and within moments another had filed in to temporarily replace her. That girl was nothing if not thorough, a quality which was practically necessity in...

The Grand Hall "Indeed. Lansa has not left me wholly in the dark...I'm quite proud of what you've managed to accomplish, if the information I have is to be believed," Medja praised her old ward. She shrugged with a soft hum at Settra's absence. It was rather in his nature to stay out of sight...

Medja's Dressing Room Medja regarded the Sapphire attendant with a gleam in her eye. The regent had her tabs on the woman, noting a number of recent documents coming across her desk with Dar'aa's name on them. Dar'aa's initiative and ambition was noteworthy; at the rate she was progressing it...

The Festival of Renewal. That was the name Medja and her aides had finally come to decide on in the weeks of planning that had preceded the festivities. Amol-Kalit had many of its own holidays, of course, but unrest was something that had to be quelled one way or another. Recent months had...

Len, for his part, was certainly proving himself capable of matching Medja's wordplay blow for blow so far. She did love that in a partner, that clever playfulness, the coy remarks that so barely belied what vice was to shortly follow. She so enjoyed hearing him husk her name, just barely...

Another tittering laugh escaped Medja. His "position" was exactly where Medja liked having a prospective partner: in the palm of her hand, malleable like clay. She made sure to let out an audible little gasp as Len found the courage to touch her in turn, all too happy to feel him cross such...

"You couldn't be more correct, dear," Medja replied to Noelani, sharing her look of admiration towards the Red Sun. Ashuanar, for his part however... Initially, a wave of concern washed over Medja as Ashuanar silently stood and wandered off. It was unlike him to just...leave like that...

Medja leaned back in her seat, sweeping some tresses of hair behind her shoulder as she did so. She was no fool; she'd lived long enough to know when someone was withholding information. That much was usually cause for concern, but in this case Medja felt intrigue. A mysterious foreign girl...

Near imperceptibly, the regent quirked a brow at her guest's shifty glances about the room. Cautious, this one. A good trait to have, but a curious tell. As the girl began to speak, Medja's lips curled upwards. Cautious and formal. Medja was versed in the Anirian tongue, but Lilette spoke with a...

"Young Miss Blackbriar, was it? Empress Regent Medja will see you now." The attendant, one Sameera, had been ducking in and out of the antechamber for some time now. To Lilette, that was all the young woman was--an attendant. There was so much beyond the shallow surface of the Imperial pond than...

Medja watched as well as Len let himself slip into the trance of his dance, the world seemingly falling away from him as he moved to his own rhythm and melody. It was a sight to behold, that commitment and focus to his craft, displaying skill far beyond any she'd seen among her own array of...

The eternal push and pull of intimacy never ceased to entertain Medja. Relaxation and excitement, calm and shock, these were two sides of the same coin. That even this ancient, unmatched warrior could be lulled and then caught off guard was infinitely amusing to the regent empress, but also...

Each new sight in this place was more breathtaking and beautiful than the last. Medja was more than happy to take a seat alongside the others, nearest to Ashuanar as she could be. She, too, smiled at the antics of Lani, her niece, and the ogre that had followed them. For once, Medja felt like...

The gaze that fell upon Medja was not at all an unfamiliar one; not that it was Len's, no, but the look of want that he wore. Longing was an emotion the sorceress had become quite well acquainted with, one she'd used as a weapon many times in the past. Now it was nothing so harsh or cruel...

Hand in hand, it seemed that the Sun and Stars catching up had occurred not a moment too soon. They'd assuredly missed something, but what could only have been an ogre made his presence known. Medja knew well, when an ogre was near, attention tended to land upon them--whether you liked it or...