Duchess Aethemora sat in her study overlooking the build plans, and various letters from her emissaries in the kingdoms all over Hermertia and her spies in the surrounding world. There was a war far east, and some new laws passed to the north that allowed slaves to buy their freedom. Nothing of interest, and no news of her homeland, wherever that may be.
In the lands of Hermertia there wasn't much aside from the rise of a new religion quite close to home, in her new vassal's county. Wealthism they called it. Greed she called it. But at the moment it wasn't doing her people any harm so she mostly ignored it, let her council members look after it.
She pushed the letters aside and looked at the build plans. A small keep, just north of her county and a larger keep in the start of the mountains inside the county. The Duchess Vaneth hadn't done much building while she was in charge and the people were getting antsy for change as they kept hearing of new things in the other kingdoms, so it was left to Aethemora to keep her people happy.
She sighed and stood, taking one last look at the scattered parchment, and walked outside. The sea breeze hit her face and she breathed it in deep. It felt nice after being inside but she didn't feel at home here, she reflected. She had always felt more at home the hotter the weather and nearly buzzed with energy in the nether world, though she never new why, it hadn't occurred to her to question it til now. She left to find her grandmaster.
_________________ Duchess Celestine of Reinen -Marshall of the Scrubby Scrubby task force.
"Music in the soul can be heard by the universe" ~Lao Tzu
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