[Wratharis]
Kiku, the Supre Daughter of Patientia closed her eyes and listened to the chants of victory reverberating throughout Wratharis from its citizens.
In a way, it was quite sad to see how not even a single soul shed a tear at the death of Lupus. His na would certainly be hated for the years to co as it had been hated in the years that went by during his rule.
Kiku had no feelings to spare for the man. He had made his bet and paid the consequences for the gamble. Had he died as a Blessed, she could have at least sent him on his way with so shreds of respect she mustered up. But even that was impossible since he had betrayed the goddesses in his last monts.
How pitiful.
Sighing at the pitiful end of the overly ambitious man who once wished to conquer the world, Kiku focused on Setsuna’s image.
“Long live the queen, huh…”
She drank at the thought, a smile on her lips. She could still vividly rember the young girl who had been forced to leave her country on a trail of tears and blood with only revenge in her heart.
Now looking at the person reflected on the screen, Kiku was happy to see that she had grown up in a splendid and respectable woman. One that was worthy of respect.
If there was one problem then,
“I guess Wratharis won’t escape the fate of being annexed by Lustburg.” Kiku could only sigh at the somber thought.
Lustburg and Wratharis had a long history filled with endless conflicts both small and large. But clearly, this war will be the last one for a long ti.
“Indeed. I thought it might be possible to stoke the flas of ambition in Princess Setsuna’s heart. But after seeing this fight, I believe it would be nothing but a fool’s errand.” A young woman's voice interrupted her but she was not surprised.
“Shuten. You are back.”
“Indeed. There was nothing more to see. So I ca back. It’s necessary to start the preparation to welco our future queen after all.” Shuten took place next to Kiku before lying down and placing her head on Kiku’s lap.
“You seem tired.”
“I am.” Shuten made no attempts to hide her exhaustion this ti.
“Is it because you found her?”
“…” Shuten’s silence was all the answer Kiku needed. She did not wish to talk much about her mother. However, as agonizing as it may be, it was ti to discuss about that woman, “Her appearance has been seen by everyone. My political position will be in quite jeopardy. Hopefully, the princess doesn’t take out the anger of her lover’s family on .”
“We can only hope. But… you don’t need to worry too much. I will take care of you.” Kiku laughed and caressed the head of her old friend. Behind her tough exterior, she knew that Shuten was a woman with nurous weaknesses.
She had worked harder than anyone else to prove, both to herself and everyone else, that she was not a traitor like her mother, and yet,
“Even as we speak, the clan leaders are talking about how I am not much different from my mother. They are quite quick to denounce .”
Kiku winced. That was indeed the problem at hand. By now, it should be easy to guess that Shuten had her hand in many of the strange occurrences throughout the war. Even though no one would have concrete proof against her, Ibuki’s existence in and of itself was enough to sar Shuten’s na. Now, more than ever.
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A new power would take hold of Wratharis and the political landscape would reshuffle in its entirety. Kiku could see the ominous days that were ahead of them. She was sure that all those old clan leaders would show the ruthlessness and ambitions they had hidden deep in their hearts. They would do everything to climb the hierarchical ladder and get a spot close to Setsuna, the new queen.
“But will you lose?”
A grin plastered Shuten’s face at Kuki’s question. The fact that so many people were after her now only filled her with imnse glee instead of tension. Why wouldn’t it? It would allow her to retaliate and snuff all her opposition in one fell swoop and gather even more power.
Losing against those decrepit bastards? No way in hell.
“I will win.”
She may not be as strong as Sun Wukong or Kuki when it ca to pure might. But as a politician, she had no equal.
“Speaking of… Aren’t you worried about that Supre Daughter? Calia.” Shuten asked, but this ti it was Kiku who shrugged.
“Calia is a strong woman. She survived once, sothing that should have been impossible. I am sure she can do it a second ti, and who knows? I have a feeling she might even co out of it stronger.”
Still, if there was one thing she was curious about, it was the identity of the next Supre Daughter.
It looked like there would soon be a eting between all the active Supre Daughters to welco a newbie in their midst.
***
[Southern Pride]
While Setsuna’s declaration reverberated throughout the battlefield, stirring the hearts of all the soldiers and citizens of both Wratharis and Lustburg alike, Nefertiti’s gaze, and her heart, were only fixated on the image of her one and only lord. His visage, standing with pride at the victory he achieved through a long fight, was a sight she would not fail to etch on the deepest murals of her heart.
She knew that this was only the beginning of a long road and she was ready to walk it alongside him.
For better or for worse, no matter the outco, she will always accompany her lord.
“Lady Nefertiti. Your hair…” A female elf caught Nefertiti's attention, breaking her reverie. The elf was one of her lord’s most ardent followers and soone she was considering introducing to Sol once he ca to Southern Pride.
Even so, “What might be the matter?” A visible displeasure radiated from Nefertiti at being interrupted. She didn’t have many chances to observe Sol lately and she desperately needed her fix so to speak. However, when she finally focused on her hair, as the elf ntioned, her eyes opened wide.
As a hybrid phoenix, she was not born with the recognizable scarlet the people had. Still, her hair had always been brown with a reddish tint.
At this mont, however, while the upper portion of her hair still kept the sa color, the lower extremities told a completely different story with their bleach-blonde locks that gradually progressed to a deeper golden-blonde hue.
“Huh…?”
Nefertiti blacked out for a mont at the surprise she felt with the abrupt change. A change of color was nothing particularly alarming. But things completely changed when it was related to two specific colors.
Waving her hand, water coalesced until it took the form of a small mirror, and as she thought.
“Blue…” One of her eyes was now entirely blue.
The implication of this change her heartbeat accelerates nearly as fast as it did when she had her first ti with Sol.
“Hahaha…” She was dumbfounded. She knew very well that Sol had planned to create a sort of pseudo-religion and increase his influence and legend to reach a higher level as a king.
It seed like she had far too underestimated the ambition of her lord.
“Lady Nefertiti, are you alright? Should I call the doctor?”
Nefertiti smiled benevolently as she observed all the mbers in the current congregation. She now realized that she was witnessing history in the making and was actively a part of that very history.
“Do not worry. I have never felt better.” Indeed. This was great news. Her beloved lord was paving the road toward the godhood he rightfully deserved. What more could she ask for? “Why don’t we pray in respect for the Dragon Emperor’s victory?”
She was happy to see their expression light up. For now, this was just a seed, a small cult without any roots. But soon, this would beco a raging inferno that would engulf the entirety of the mortal realm.
It seems like I should start working on the tenets of the church.
She was also going to need a new title to add to that of Dragon Emperor. Sol was much more than just a Dragon after all.
She didn’t know when Sol planned to arrive and negotiate with the high elves for their allegiance, but she would be ready to welco him with a great surprise.
The first bible in his na.
An idea flashed in her mind as she placed her hands together in prayer.
Why don’t we start with this?
“Genesis of the All-seeing Radiant Lord.”
It was a mouthful at the mont, but she was sure they would find a way to refine it.
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