>>5936828>>5936834>>5936837>>5936838>>5936853>>5937195>>5937327>>5937491The Rex-Imperator dictates that food will be sent to the other communities to assist them until a solution can be found for their overpopulation; a wider distribution of settlements, perhaps, but that will take time and effort to establish. Further forts, supply lines and possible movements of people from the west to the east will be
In the interim, in order to further solidify relations, he encourages his newfound cousin and the great mage's daughter to spend time together, a proposition that his betrothed wife very much agrees with. Though she encourages playing matchmaker with his cousin and the mage's daughter, she does everything she can to interrupt any meeting or time between the Rex-Imperator and the draconic sorceress outside of official council meetings.
Eventually, she manages to wear them down and the sorceress, having picked up on not being welcome in her presence, plans to depart back for her island home, of which she is now a regional governor. After some final negotiations over some additional supplies and citizens needed for the island to keep up its numbers, she departs from the mainland after saying goodbye to the Rex-Imperator. He watches her go somberly, and will always wonder about what could have been.
In time, he and his betrothed are properly married in a dual-ceremony alongside his cousin and the mage's daughter. The ceremony is attended by people from all regions; even some in the west have made the difficult journey to the capital to witness this grand event. As the Rex-Imperator takes his vows, his eyes briefly catch the sorceress, standing off to the side alongside the dragons, keeping a respectful distance. He speaks his vows in regards to his wife, but all he desires is to go to the sorceress and proclaim his love for her.
However, society and circumstance have bound them into their roles; it is not meant to be. Upon the conclusion of the ceremony, the sorceress departs once more from the mainland, wiping a tear from her eye.
It is not long thereafter, as plans to reshape the west and the space between it and the east are being solidified, that curious news reaches the capital: an angel of some sort has descended into Taurica and is attacking people there. And not just any people, but community leaders and clan heads, chiefs of powerful families. The rumor is that this angelic being has four wings and swords for arms.
What do we make of this bizarre report?
