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Medja sighed and reclined into her seat. "You will all be kept under close watch. As long as you all remain within sight and respect Imperial law, you will be treated as my guests. Should you betray me, know that there is not a corner of Arethil you can retreat to where I cannot destroy you,"...

"Nor should you. I do not employ those who cannot perform," Medja assured him. The two nations had been spying on each other for quite literally as long as the young Empire had existed. Ava Gilleth had preceded Medja as the former Vizier of Stars and had done a passing job as such. When she...

So, the Anirians did not have their collective heads quite so far up their own arses as to let their youth be ignorant to the greatest disaster of the current age. That, at least, was a start. "Indeed, children. Drakormir the Dread, Sunderer of Liadain..." she began before the red-headed imp of...

The regent's eyebrow quirked and a finger flicked. One of the floating stone hands flew lazily towards Heller, a finger outstretched. It ran an elongated nail along his jawline, pausing to tilt his chin upwards roughly at the end of its trail. "Indeed...so important that your home nation let...

Before the four Anirians the very picture of Kaliti beauty and power awaited. She hung in the air before the grand balcony at the edge of the room as though she were weightless, her feet dangling several inches above the floor. Medja turned in the air and her emerald eyes fell upon her guests, a...

ALABYAD PALACE - RAGASH Medja waited patiently in the large, well-kept meeting room overlooking her garden. News of the Anirians' capture had reached her some time ago, and now it was only a matter of awaiting their delivery. The Dreadlord known as Heller had not managed to escape...that alone...

Intended or not, Medja smirked at her love's compliment. "You are as smooth as ever, Ashuanar of Mari-Kuul..." she cooed, slipping behind him and rubbing his shoulders. She sighed, appreciating both his presence and the view she so rarely had the time to take in. "I have as well. These places...

Medja's hand pulled away at Ashuanar's behest, her fingers curling into her palm. There had to be something to be done...but for now if that scorpion familiar of his was the only option, then Medja would just have to do her research on her own time. She could only pray that Akrep was more...

"Anirians, Mistress. Four in total, one of them the mark, the other three young...surprisingly competent, according to the local peacekeepers and the Sapphires." Medja thumbed through the reports, examining the illustrations with pointed curiosity. Vel Anir had been so quiet these last years...

The concern on Medja's mien grew with each passing moment as Ashuanar described the terrors that lurked beneath the surface of the Empire. The regent bit her knuckle as she considered his words, withdrawing into herself. "I wish that I could say I'm surprised, but I did have my suspicions..."...

When first they met? It had been some years since then, but it was not a memory her still-sharp mind would ever allow her to forget. Medja listened as her love continued on, about faith. About doubt. About abandonment. She let a few moments pass in pregnant silence as Ashuanar granted himself...

For Medja, touch brought with it so much knowledge. Her practices had made her so in tune with the sensitive beating of the heart. It was the same now as it had been when they had first interacted back at the Siege of Bread. Ashuanar's heart gave away much more than his words did. "Little time"...

Regent of the Empire or not, knowing what was what had not become any less Medja's business than it had been before. The intricate, tangled web that was her information network had not dulled in the slightest since she had taken the responsibility of the throne...she just had more people under...

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...