Enter the arcane world of Alterra, and regale yourself with three tales in one epic story.
☆☆★ AFFAIR OF ROYALS ★☆☆
Tag along with LUCIUS as he investigates the brutal murder of the Arcerean monarch and sheds light on a conspiracy that may alter the...
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MAEVE
IT'S NOT enough. That's what Maeve thought after receiving the results of the senatorial elections. She was happy that they won twelve seats, but she would be much happier if they won seventeen, which would give them control of the Senate. But that was such a tall order. She knew the election was a fight that they had a slim chance of winning. Not even the extra funding from the generous Camerian Federation could catapult them over the monarchists.
That's right. The republicans accepted the offer of help from the Federation. They poured mercs into the provinces to ensure that they would retain the six seats left vacant by their late colleagues and pick up some along the way. Their strategy somewhat paid off, and the money they received was not wasted at all. But bags of mercs could only bring them this far. If they wanted to become the majority faction, they had to work harder.
Maeve had been optimistic in front of the reporter who interviewed her, but the truth was she's troubled. Troubled by the thought that they gave it their all and still lost in the end. Yes, there would be more republicans in the hallowed chamber of the Senate, but that would not change anything as long as the monarchists were in the majority.
The day of the resumption of the Senate sessions came, which was also Maeve's dreaded day. With only twenty-one of them, there was no way to block the proposal to grant Alphonse the dictatorial powers he had been craving for. Except, if a miracle were to happen.
"I reached out to my monarchist friends, but they won't budge," Ranald told Maeve as they were marching on their way to the temporary session hall in the Royal Library. He positioned himself on her left side. "It's faction over nation, they said. They also want to win Alphonse's favor."
"Those ass-lickers," Maeve whispered and then sighed. "How about on your end?"
Walking on the right, Sumeria shook her head. "It's the same for my monarchist acquaintances. Victor has threatened anyone who won't toe the party line with expulsion from the faction. Now that they've retained their precious majority, no one will ever consider voting against the motion and earning their leader's ire."
All options had been exhausted. None would give Maeve the result that she wanted. They put up a good fight. They did their best, no doubt. Unfortunately, their best was not good enough.
"Perhaps we must accept that the motion will pass today," Ranald whispered, glancing behind him to check if someone else was present. "We might be stressing ourselves with something that's already beyond our control. Let's accept it. We lost. Every agenda that we want to push for has been blown out of the water."
"That's a defeatist attitude!" Sumeria scolded him. "I'm glad that you're not our faction leader. If our members hear you, they will be demoralized. They will lose heart on what we're fighting for."
"I'm only being realistic here." Ranald's hands made some gestures. "Given the inevitability of this session's outcome, what if we show some good will to Alphonse and the monarchists? Let's vote in favor of the motion to show them that we want the same thing—peace and stability in the Kingdom."
