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Aftermath [Vdara]

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It had been... two weeks since they destroyed the Eldritch monster that threatened to destroy her beloved home. Only with some luck and much needed help, were they able to successfully bring the monstrosity out of the sky and into the shores just outside the cities reach. While the plan was executed to success, it didn't come without a price that weighed heavily upon the young Princess.

Many Dragon Knights, Night Reavers, Golden Shields, and patrons to the city throne lost their lives in defense of their home. If it wasn't for her uncle, she was sure she would have been one of the above. Many nights haunted her followed by long days filled with looks of accusations. Though many knew there were little options, and her decision was supported by the royal court, they still judged. She had ruled Vdara for such a short time before such tragedy struck. With her parents still missing, she finally made the decision to summon her dearest brother. It had been some time since she seen him, and though he was in exile from their father, no one dared refuse.

Anastasia paced, locked in her room in a self imposed banishment. She had heard the last of the reports from various advisors updating her on the many whereabouts of the city and her family. For the most part, things have finally calmed down. Her room was luxurious and spacious with a balcony attached. She often sat at her desk reading or studying. Other time was spent training her powers with the umbra. Yet, both had proven most difficult as of late. Though the day was young, she was beyond tired as she sat herself within the shadows of her sorrows, waiting for her brother.

 

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How long had it been since Aremis left Vdara by order of his father? Too long, he supposed. The object of time was lost to him as he continued to reside within the Dragonspire, all the while attempting to unearth the challenge that his father had set out before him. During this time that has passed, the Dragon Prince had grown. He became braver, stronger and, a little less mischievous and while the task was not fully complete he had also become more confident in his abilities. He had also become rather fond of his companion, Maribelle Valentine, who has chosen to stick by him throughout this whole crusade. Together, they had become very enveloped in breaking the riddle to complete this quest. So it was to Aremis's surprise when two Nighreaver's showed up requesting his immediate attention. 

These were not the same NightReaver’s that had been following them around to make sure Aremis stayed on task, instead they were dispatched from the castle. Piercing blue hues stared at them in disbelief as they provided a minimal explanation of what was going on, and that his sister had summoned him back home. She's alive, he thought to himself as tears began to swell. Without hesitation Aremis immediately gathered his things and returned to Maribelle’s side,

“Forgive me my lady, but I am afraid our quest will have to be continued another time.” Scooping up her hand as he did when they first met, he placed a delicate kiss on the back of her hand before pushing back to a stand. “I am extremely grateful for all of your help, but I need to get home. – Captain,” He motioned to the brawny armored NightReaver standing his left. “Please escort Lady Valentine home safely. Make sure to provide her with anything she may need, and also compensation for her time and effort that she has spent at my side.”

“As you wish, My lord.”

To Maribelle, “We shall see each other again soon. I promise”

Aremis wished that he could prolong his departure a little longer as no amount of words could show his gratitude for Maribelle. 

Without any more delay, Aremis took to the sky.

- - 

Aremis flew as fast as he could to the Nedane castle, and by the time he reached the courtyard the sun was beginning to retreat behind the mountains. Large draconic wings flared out behind him as his boots his the ground, with a sword as his side and within his battle armor that his mother provided for him he may have resembled his father. The castle guards approached quickly as he marched his way through the main entrance.

“My prince! - The Prince has returned!” They yelled, making a verbal announcement.

Then a familiar face came up to him, a main of brawny stature, auburn hair, and dark brown eyes. Aremis did little to slow down or offer pleasantries, “Captain Raze,” he acknowledged, “My sister, where is she?”

“The Princess is within her chambers. I'll take you to her. ”

Not a few minutes passed as the Captain lead the Prince to the outside of where Anastasia was residing. He didn’t knock or announce his arrival, instead, he unceremoniously barged through the door. It opened with a loud creak and a slam against the wall as his eyes quickly traced the room to find his sister in the flesh. He didn’t say anything, he hoped that their bond was not completely broken as he walked straight up to her and wrapped her up in the warmest hug a brother could offer

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered, taking in her scent verifying that it was actually her, "It was all my fault. I’m so sorry I’ve put you through this..”

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She had waited, and her patience was rewarded. An all too familiar and familial bond snapped back into place as Aremis approached. She knew it was him even though she couldn't hear or see him yet, but it could be none other. Ever since their birth, the twins had always been connected in some shape or form. It hadn't been until the Underworld became heavily involved in their lives, did that bond snap as she was taken from this world. Her mind drifted back to the corporeal form her body once was, though temporary, before her door swung wide open.

The apology caught her off guard, and it was entirely unexpected. Not once during the last several months had she ever blamed her brother, but she could see that his feelings were true and genuine regardless. "Shh. None of this. It's not your fault there is evil in this world, and you are not to blame for it." Her words pressed with more confidence and ease she imagined they would. Her small time as a leader, though by proxy and figurehead alone, was rubbing off on her. With a deep breath and final squeeze, she released Aremis and took a step back.

"Have you been filled in?"

She asked curiously, wondering how much he knew of what was going on.

"Mother saved me, but was taken instead. Father went after her, and I was left here with the Castle." 

Her beautiful pale face was numb to emotion as she explained in much further detail, especially about the Underworlds involvement in all of it. 

"And since father isn't here, I've decided to call you home. Where you belong." 

It was the thought of her brother being home, and staying home, that finally brought a long lost smile back to her face once and for all. 

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As much as his apology caught her off guard, he was surprised that she did not blame him for the horror that she had endured.  In his mind, this was definitely all of his fault. Aremis, afterall, was the one that convinced Anastasia to ride one of the dragon’s to the heart of the city with him. They were not armed or protected there, and he was not strong enough to save her from being taken away. The Dragon prince had failed.

Yet in all of the turmoil that had taken place, there was something different about his little sister. It was as if she had grown up in the short period of her absence, her disposition displayed growth and maturity, and as she soothed his discomfort and his hands delicately slid from her shoulders while he stepped away Aremis noticed.. Ana had wings!

They were beautiful and seemed well suited for his sister, but before he could say anything his observations were cut short.

Have you been filled in?

She asked abruptly and his sapphire hues focused on hers, “Filled in?” He responded.

“Mother saved me, but was taken instead. Father went after her, and I was left here with the castle.- And since father isn’t here, I’ve decided to call you home, where you belong.”

Aremis went silent, did he just hear her correctly? She was saved and now they lost both of their parents? He did not sense their uncle anywhere either, which probably meant Alukai went with them. The Prince was confident that their parents would be able to handle themselves, but now the children were on their own. Ana’s last comment caused Aremis to recoil and look unceremoniously to the floor,  

“Thank you Ana, but once mother and father return you must know that I will resume my quest at the dragon spire. Father banished me until I am ready to face him in combat, which I still feel is an impossible feat, but one I will do my best to overcome. Please know my heart is so full seeing you alive and well, and your wings.. they are stunning. I always knew that you meant to soar, and now you can. You will be as strong as the rest of us, if not more.” His face cracked into a soft and endearing smile,

“Now, since father and mother are gone. I think you should sit on the throne until they come back, and I shall stand by your side. I will be your council as needed, you have always been much better at the political game than I.” His eyes narrowed to see her reaction. Together they were strong, and as siblings they would be able to play on one another's strengths. “One thing I will promise you, Ana, is that no one will hurt you again while I am here. I will protect you till my last breath, and I will not fail you again.”

As serious as he was, a single question brewed in the back of his mind. Aremis could sense a significant change in his sister, there was an ancient and familiar power stirring within the Princess. Pointing to her wings, “How did that happen anyway?”

 

 

 

 

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Anastasia listened intently to her brother. Her mind focused as she lingered onto every word, finding comfort in nothing more than his tone of voice alone. It had been too long since she shared this comfort with family, one she didn't get to experience even when her mother saved her. The comforting words of support left her silent as she stood there in thought. After a few moments of enjoying this moment, she responded.

"You're trial with father, I will talk to him to remove your exile. He will owe us for keeping our home in tact while they are gone. In the meantime... we will do everything possible to make sure you are ready, just in case." 

She paused as he continued. Ana had hardly noticed her wings anymore. They felt so natural at this point that they felt like they had always been there. She couldn't truly explain it from a logical standpoint, but deep down her body understood it and responded appropriately. The young princess chalked it up to her mother's inherited traits that were passed down in the exotic blood line. 

“How did that happen anyway?”

Her soft black angelic wings flexed upwards and down with ease as Aremis pointed them out. "I don't fully understand. When I vanished, it was like I was still here, behind a veil of sorts, where the Underworld hid me. They took something from me..." She started to explain as she crossed her arms against her chest, remembering the pain that wrecked her body as she had been tied to a chair while they ripped it from her. "More like, they removed a piece of me that didn't belong to me. They took something back, and when it was removed, my body awakened to the powers that had lain dormant all these years. With that, these wings took life with my power. I feel like I can finally breathe." 

Dark abyssal eyes that mimicked a starry universe gazed upon Aremis. "Whatever power the Underworld took from me, Mother and Father knew it wasn't good. They will stop them, they have to. And when they do, they will be back."

She was confident of that much at least.   

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As nice as it was to hear that Anastasia would speak to their father on his behalf, Aremis knew in his heart that that was not the answer.

“Thank you Ana, but you do not need to speak with father. It is our duty to protect our home in the absence of our parents, it is not something to be owed. We were born for this, and even though my discomfort shows in facing father in battle, I know that it is what I need to do to become who I am meant to be.  We will speak no more of it, unless it is of training.”

He offered a light and playful smile, even as he watched his sister’s wings shift and move at her will. They were quite impressive and reminded him strongly of their mother. 

"Whatever power the Underworld took from me, mother and father knew it wasn’t good. They will stop them, they have to. And when they do, they will be back.”

Aremis’s hands reached out and fell firmly on his sister’s shoulders as he returned her moonlit stare. “They will, they have to be. If anyone can beat the Underworld, it is our parents. They are the strongest when they are together, and as a team they have overcome so many odds.” Embracing her in a long hug, he silently took a moment to mull through the information that he was provided.

“We must call a meeting of the council, we need to make sure that we are doing everything we can to keep Vdara safe and in order. I also hear our uncle MorceLa’Kai is lurking around and offered his assistance in this matter. I know we do not know him that well, has he been helpful?”

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Ana understood his stance. Though it was a family matter concerning her brother's exile, it was an issue that her brother had to deal with alone. At this point, she wasn't even sure a plea to mother was enough to suffice or do the trick. "Very well. If I was stronger back then, or had the powers I have now, none of this would have happened. So train we will, together if needed." She explained before snapping her fingers. A sharp split would cut the air and the shadows lurked to the doors and pulled them fully open. 

A Golden Shield stood at the door expectantly. "Summon the Council, including my Uncle, for a meeting within the Throne Room in one hour. Have the cooks prepare a small meal to feed the Council." Her tone was precise and her authority was apparent as the guard snapped to attention before leaving to carry out his orders. It would be near lunch time soon, and the kitchen would be busy anyway. Hopefully the Council wouldn't be too upset over a short notice summoning such as this. 

The Princess turned her gaze back to her brother. "Our dear Uncle has helped me in my training, and even helped destroy the Eldritch Monster that threatened our Kingdom just a few short weeks ago. He's provided much help and guidance with the politics involved in running a small kingdom such as ours too." She sighs. "I trust him, but I'm afraid if it wasn't for him, the Council and Kingdom would have fallen to chaos." As if day dreaming, it seems rather obvious that she is thinking over the events of the last few weeks.  "Let us head to the throne room to prepare for our guests." She smiles softly before stepping into the doorway for her brother to follow. 

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Aremis Nedane

Ana’s understanding in the matter was very much appreciated, and the Prince smiled at her response.

“Thank you Ana, for your support.” And that was all that needed to be said. Moving forward, Anastasia displayed a small ounce of her power and was quick to address the Golden Shield.  He thought briefly about teasing her about how much she has grown since the last time they had seen one another, but decided against it. There would be another time for such interactions, but not now. Further impressed, Ana continued to explain how Morce’ had aided her in her training and also protecting the kingdom.

“Well I’m glad that he was around to help and protect you. While he wasn’t around much when we were children, it appears our uncle has our best interest in mind. For some reason, I just didn’t view him as that kind of individual.” He started to walk out the door behind Ana, “I also hear that our grandmother is back? Is this true? Word carried far and wide around here about the infamous Kalicity coming back to us.” Truthfully he was just trying to get the scoop on what has happened during his absence, for so much had taken place in the short amount of time that he had been gone.

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MorceLa’Kai Abaz

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He was summoned by his niece and word had been brought to his ear that his nephew had returned as well.

MorceLa’Kai was dwelling in his chamber when a Golden Shield came knocking on his door. The Dark Prince had just returned from a ride with Cody, the Black Dragon that had an undying loyalty to Kalicity’s family. Having read the Golden’s shield’s mind before even opening the door, A Venom’s Kiss formed at his hip and with a click and a bobble, the door swung open with the Dark Prince stepping out into the hall.

“Tell the Prince and Princess I am on my way.” A passing of deep sapphire hues, the behemoth of a man started to walk to the throne room before being enveloped in the darkness only to be spit out on the other side. Every time he stepped into the glorious throne room it took his breath away. His sister and brother in law did an amazing job with its decor and detail, he had never seen anything like it in the whole of his life. 

He was surprised to see that his niece and nephew had not made it down yet, so he quietly waited for their arrival. Steel clad hands rested upon the pommel of A Venom’s Kiss and his ebony cloak, which was outlined in silver and golds with an intricately stitched dragon in the middle,  swayed lightly behind him as he began to leisurely walk around and soundlessly admire his surroundings. 

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She had almost forgotten completely about their grandmother. So much had happened, and Ana's interaction with the great Kalicity was limited and nearly non-existent. "I don't know all the details, but our grandmother was here. To my understanding, she didn't stay long and left abruptly as everything was going on. Someone had met her here and she took her leave. I'm not sure about the rest..."  Her voice trailed off almost regrettably. "Things, are a still a bit of a blur for me Aremis. The last few weeks, and since my return, have been... hectic. Perhaps our Uncle might know more of our grandmother, I've not asked him yet." 

Anastasia's steps fall silent as they continue down the hallway. The shadows kiss her feet as she passes without a trace. Only her words carry any hint of her presence if one were relying on sound alone. Down another hallway they walked, turning once or twice as they made their way through the Castle to the throne room. Her mind sensed her Uncle nearby. The shadows he used to pull him to the throne room mingled with her own in a familial but very distant way. It was odd and difficult to explain, but she often relied more on her gut more than anything else when it came to these powers and how they interacted with the world. 

Two Golden Shields opened the fortified doors to the throne room. She could see they both looked dazzled at the fact that the Dark Prince had slipped past them without ever knowing. Yet, Anastasia stepped into the throne room as expected and approached their Uncle. "Thank you for meeting us. Aremis has made his return." She stated with a true smile upon her face, perhaps the first that her Uncle would bare witness too since his arrival to Vdara. The cloud that seemed to linger around her had lifted with her brother's presence alone. 

"I've summoned the Council for updates and proposals on the Kingdom. We want to make sure we are doing all we can in the wake of our parent's absence." 

The Princess spoke with the command the MorceLa'Kai had taught her. Before she could say anything else, others flowed into the throne room to set a long table and bring forth chairs as they prepared a dining area. Her eyes fell back on her brother. "Dear Brother, I would like to introduce you to our Uncle, MorceLa'Kai." She offers respectfully as she returns her eyes back to her Uncle to see his response.  

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Aremis Nedane

Our Grandmother was here. Someone had met her here and she took her leave.

Anastasia’s explanation was a bit odd, but he nodded briefly as she continued to explain her situation.

“I understand,” he replied calmly. Aremis took note of the silence of his sister’s footfalls as they walked, and once again he continued to be impressed on how quickly Ana’s powers were developing. Even he was not an expert with the shadows, for if so, he would have taken them to get here rather than using the gift of flight. Perhaps they were both different in what they had inherited from their parents, and it was clear that Ana seemed to favor their mother’s side.

Stepping into the throne room, his eyes immediately caught a looming figure wandering around the golden atmosphere. Aremis was not completely sure that he had met his Uncle before, and if he did, it was a distant memory. The Prince had heard much about MorceLa’Kai, along with his waning allegiances and scattered family background. So many rumors lingered around their Uncle; he was a force to be reckoned with no doubt, yet at one time he was so mentally fragile.

After Ana made the introductions, Aremis stepped forward and shook their Uncle’s hand, “A pleasure to finally meet you Uncle. I am in your debt for all that you done for our family and my sister, she speaks very highly of you and the training you have provided her.” Once their hand shake was broken off, Aremis motioned towards the throne. “Shall we?”

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MorceLa’Kai Abaz

Even before Anastasia and Aremis stepped into the throne room, he knew they were coming. However, the Dark Prince did little to show his excitement in waiting for them. As the doors opened and the Golden shield’s stood cocking at him in their disbelief, he quickly disregarded them before shifting his attention to his niece and nephew. There was something different about Ana, and he sensed that her power was continuing to grow which was all too pleasing.

Aremis stepped up to him with no hesitation and they shook hands as men should do.

“No need for thanks, you highness. I did what needed to be done in the time of great turmoil and sorrow. Your mother asked me to watch over you and your sister, as well as the Kingdom. I am only doing my duty, and soon enough I will return to the shadows.. Unless of course, the Queen or you two requests otherwise. I am at your full disposal.”

The handshake ended and sapphire hues glistened in the dancing light of the throne room.

“Shall we?”

“After you.”

With one hand moving back to the hilt of A Venom’s Kiss and the other resting at his side, MorceLa’Kai moved with stealth and grace up the stairs towards the right side of the throne, with Aremis on the opposing side, leaving the throne for Anastasia. They were a Royal family and this would be the beginning of a new collaboration. Once the council had fully arrived, Morce’ called the meeting to order.

“My Lords and ladies, please take your seats. We called you here on behalf of Princess Anastasia and Prince Aremis, who has recently returned from his quest. We are here to speak about the current state of Vdara and what we must  do to make sure that the Kingdom does not fall  into ruins in the King and Queen’s absence. Speaking of which, has anyone heard anything about their whereabouts or well being? Is there anything that we could be doing to help them?”

While this was not the exact reason why this meeting was called, it would surely provide some comfort to get any type of an update about the Prince and Princess's parents. 

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Raxiz was one of the few in attendance at this requested meeting. Aremis would perhaps be the first to take note of the elder dragon, in fact the eldest now that the Dragon King was gone. Of course Anastasia and MorceLa'Kai would recognize him as well since he had attended other meetings. Yet a look fell upon his face that was weary and hard to read. Only when MorceLa'Kai spoke, did the Lord of the Dragon Spire speak. 

"Before that is addressed, there is a matter of the Prince's exile." 

A stern voice came from the older man who was robed in dark reds. A blue cloth wraps around his head, covering his left while his other stares directly at Aremis. "Despite the Princess's request to bring the Prince back, this is in direct violation of their father's wish for exile. Aremis, you should return to the Dragon Spire to complete your training immediately." It was clear that Raxiz did not support the Princess's decision, and in fact the first time he had ever spoken against her, but others seemed to nod their head in agreement.

Anastasia stood from the throne chair she just got situated in. 

"Lord Raxiz. My brother is going no where. If there is any repercussion from our father, I will take responsibility for it. Plus, my brother will be ready to complete the terms necessary to end his exile by the time my father returns. I shall hear no more of this matter."

The words surprised her, and Raxiz too. The elder weighed her words and bowed respectfully in acceptance. He had taken witness with several others that Anastasia had gone under a transformation of her own. From being the scared girl sitting on the throne, to someone with a little more guts and much more confidence. He smiled.

"Then," He stated. "Your mother and father have not returned yet. Your father is still alive, though I know not the condition. If I'm correct, it will be at least another six months before he returns, if he returns."

He sat down as food started to fill the table. Several council members started to eat and drink as they joined in on the conversations being had. Anastasia sat down too, with a spot for Aremis to her left and her uncle to her right. 

 

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Aremis did not expect the elder dragon to be there, let alone take a stand on him being at the castle. There was some discomfort in the disagreement that took place, and even after his sister spoke her mind on the matter the Dragon Prince felt the heavy weight of guilt sink into the pit of his stomach. He was banished in the name of their father, yet here his sister was pulling rank for a second time to defend him.

Cobalt hues narrowed quietly on Raxiz as he was silenced; Aremis really wanted to be here, to be with his sister to protect her, yet the Prince knew why he was banished in the first place. Not only to become stronger and grow as an individual, but to learn how to be a proper leader, one that the people of Vdara could be proud of. It was a tough sort of love, and here he was completely avoiding his punishment. It was a fine line to walk, no doubt. Ana was quite confident that he would be ready to fight their father once he returned.

“It will be at least another six months before he returns, if he returns.”

Six months?!

This was definitely something Aremis did not to hear, at least, not right away. Their parents have never been gone for so long, and to think of his father not coming back was disheartening.  He had to come back, didn’t he? He was the Dragon King!

Rolling his lips and clenching his jaws, Aremis took a second to let this tidbit of information sink in. Stepping forward, he picked up his head while rolling his shoulders back. Draconic wings shifted a little bit behind him, flexing and stretching, before settling again.

“Lord Raxiz, while my sister’s actions are honorable, as her brother and Prince of Vdara I cannot allow her to take on the brunt of my actions. Should there by punishment once my father returns, then I will take it with grace, but until then my duty and loyalty commands me to stay here with Anastasia. While I do not deny her strength, she cannot perform the acts of sovereign ruler by herself, there is a reason why she called me home. I have sworn to protect her with my life, and I will do that until the King and Queen have returned.”  

Changing the subject, “Now, the reason I have called this meeting is to ensure the safety and well-being of our people and our kingdom. The battle with the eldritch monster has left our military weary and depleted, and our finite resources are in jeopardy. We are currently in a lesser state than usual and despite our parents keeping the Underworld busy they may take this opportunity to seek us out and we must be ready for that.”

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Raxiz listened as the young prince spoke. The elder dragon didn't speak out against the boy, but simply offered a nod. He knew Aremis was a man of his word, and he was very familiar with the boy's determination. Lord Raxiz knew, perhaps better than most, of the family dynamics in this room compared to any of the other Council Members. A look of solidarity fell upon him as he readily accepted the new topic at hand. Sitting back in his chair, he dug back into the food that had been prepared.

Another face at the end of the table peered forth and broke any tension with a clear of his throat. A long white beard groomed his saggy skin. The old man would appear familiar to the children, known to them as Bianche Stad. They had visited his home, a wizard's home, many moons ago. It was he who slipped them information to follow the Yellow Leaf Brigade soldier to get information on the Underworld, only to find themselves in a much larger problem that he often found himself to blame for. His tattered robes settled to his sides as he lowered his fist covering his mouth. 

"The Mage's Circle of Vdara has been working with the Golden Shields and Yellow Leaf Brigade. I am here to speak on their behalf, considering the loss of their commander's in the recent attack. Lorelei Cerviel of the Golden Shields, and Gar Pasko of the Yellow Leaf were killed in action." He offered a moment of silence to the group before speaking again.

"Even so, the Golden Shields are recuperating and should be returned to normal daily functions within the week. The Merchant's Guild has been assisting the Golden Shields in this process to help get things back to how they were. There are concerns however, being reported from the north. While we were successful in bringing the large monstrosity out of the sky and have it crash land into the sea front, rather than on our own people and city, the farms to the north are suffering. Crops have become necrotic and destroying a large supply of our Ash Plum, which is one of our exotic exports. Without this supply, the monetary impact could be significant to Vdara. Reports are still coming in."

He says this, keeping on his feet for the Princess or the Prince to address him if needed.

 

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Aremis was relieved that there were no objections to his word, and Raxiz appeared to accept the Prince’s decisions all the while changing the subject to the city. Calm eyes landed upon the wizard, the same one that he and his sister spoke with the night that she was taken. He took Biache’s words into deep consideration before nodding in thought.

“It is a tragedy that we lost our commanders, and if it has not been done already, I would like them to be buried with honor, for their service to our country. With Alukai gone, I would like the remaining Captain’s to choose new commanders amongst their ranks and report back to me once their decisions have been made. As for the decay happening to the north,” He paused a moment, taking a glance at Anastasia, he knew nothing about farming or crops or how to maintain them. “I imagine we cannot leave the corpse to rott, is there any possibility we can either burn it or dispose of it somehow? I’m sure the toxicities in the decomposing body is not assisting our farmers in their struggles.”

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Anastasia stood there and listened. She knew of the two deaths, plus several more that resulted in her command during crisis. Though she didn't really know them well, she knew that Lorelei and her Father knew each other well. If her father had friends, she was perhaps one of them. She had heard the story of how her father traveled around Valucre slaying or taming dragons that had risen against the people. It was during one of these many adventures that her father and Lorelei had met, and she had returned to Vdara where she had become rather successful. Forcing the look of regret and sorrow from her face, she offered a response.

"They've all been laid to rest with the proper honor and respects."

As far as the news concerning the rotting ash plum, this was a first she was hearing of it. She had never considered the effects the dead corpse or an eldritch monster would have on the crops. It made sense perhaps, that the deadly beast was decaying, leaking toxins and poisons into the water that saturated the earth and farms closest to the sea. They had been so busy in recovery, that she hoped the damn thing would drift back into the big blue water or sink to the bottom where it would no longer be her problem. 

The young princess took a moment to think. A finger and thumb rested on her face as Aremis turned to her for answers. She had read a lot of books as required from her assignments growing up. Searching the library in her mind, she finally offered a slight smile. "We can slash and burn the fields that are impacted. We might be able to slow the spread and recover those fields by next season. But we still have to remove the corpse. Let the dragons try to burn whatever limbs and body parts that are sticking above water. Once we can get ships out there, we will see if they can pull the body off our shores and out of our waters." 

She paused to run the details through her mind. Anastasia thought it was a good plan, for now anyway, as she tried to stay optimistic. 

 

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