The boy brought the tea to his lips; the warmth poured in through him. A picture of his cheerful siblings brought a kind smile to his face. He glanced at the clock, there was still a while to go before he could go home to them. He placed the cup down and leaned on his chair as his aide read out the reports. He nodded as he heard about the fire that seized the town, killed a third and left hundreds as orphans, just as he ordered.
Si vis Pacem, Para Bellum
If you want peace, prepare for war.
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The Ascentra
General FictionFour glorious Houses helped resurrect the Empire of Athanasia from the broken shambles of former Europe. Cold, ruthless, and merciless, generation after generation they stood by the Imperials and governed the Empire. They feigned the mask of God-bes...
