Help VIII
Date point: 3y 6m BV“Enter!” snapped the Excelsum at the knock on her door. She had shouted perhaps a little louder than was strictly necessary, but it felt good to vent some of her frustration. Why was dealing with the petty complaints of the other cities so infuriating? Why did so many things require her personal attention? She was the supreme leader of them all, yet why did she feel like it was they, not she who held reign over her time? The door opened and she dropped the Qin trade income reports on her desk. Looking up she watched the gnarled and twisted form of Crubec enter her chambers. The guards should have announced him and ensured that she wanted to see him, but they’d most likely been too frightened by the prospect of stopping the fearsome trainer to tell him to wait quietly wh
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