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Due to falling down a couple of distracting rabbit holes, tonight is going to be a Lore Night.
<span class="mu-s">On the Structure of the Empire of Roses</span>
Upon the Seat of Roses sits the Empress, the Virgin Flower Child, the Daughter of Light and Beauty, the Polar Star that Shines Eternal in the Heavens, the Everblooming Maiden of Spring, the Sword of Prosperity, the Heiress of Fortune, the Incarnation of Beauty, and the Philosopher of Moments. Wealth and power rains down from her throne on high and showers the land in prosperity. Her palace has been carved into the crest of the Seventh Hill, and all the nation is her garden. Boundless is her love for her people, who strive every day to make her garden a more beautiful place to live.
She is one and she is a thousand, and she is every moment of joy and sadness, every warm caress of the ocean's breeze carried inland by the whims of fate. She is the whisper on the wind that reminds the hopeless of life's joy. She is the thunderclap and the kiss of rain in summer. She is the fleeting heartbeat when friends become lovers, the resounding clash of steel when rivals become foes. She is the moment of relief in reconciliation, the moment of sadness in parting.
Or so people say.
It is believed that the Empress secludes herself in the imperial palace, making appearances only to observe the politics of senate and sign off on documents that require her authority to move from policy to law. She does not concern herself with worldly things. She chases her philosophies with meditation and artistic expression, filling her kingdom with art and beauty that has been crafted by her own hand. She developed artistic techniques that allowed for easy replication, spreading her works and her style to every corner of the Roslands. But she rules in ceremony alone, or so the people say.
Yes, the Senatus Rosarium is the true power in the Roslands. All of them loyal to their Empress, obeying the few whims she communicates to them without question... but it is understood that she does not interfere with their court, and that they look to her as a symbol of unity for the land. Even in the heartlands of the Empire, the lands which she rules directly, she keeps her hands off of matters and leaves it to her subordinates. The Princeps and their bloody factions, the vipers in the court hold the <span class="mu-i">true</span> power in the Empire of Roses... or so the people say.
