As the sun set over the realm, casting long shadows across the Golden Order, the Queen stood on the balcony of her palace, gazing out at the horizon. The air was thick with tension, the kind that hinted at impending change. Her thoughts were interrupted when a radiant light enveloped her, the familiar presence of the Celestial of Order materializing before her.
"Queen of the Golden Order," the Celestial intoned, their voice echoing like a distant thunder. "I bring grave news. The Makaylon Houses have grown complacent, and their defiance against the Order must be quelled. You are to subjugate them and restore our rightful influence."
The Queen's brow furrowed, the weight of the command pressing upon her. "And what of the dragons and drakes of old? I sense a disturbance in the air, as if the echoes of the past are stirring."
The Celestial nodded, their eyes shimmering with ancient wisdom. "Yes, the Age of Dragons is upon us once more. Those who once wielded great power will awaken alongside their kin. Former demigods, long battered and dormant, will rise again. It is vital that you act swiftly to secure our position before they reclaim what was once theirs."
Realizing the implications of this warning, the Queen straightened, determination igniting within her. "I will summon the Demigod of War at once. He will prepare our forces for this impending conflict."
With a wave of her hand, the Queen summoned her trusted advisor, the Demigod of War, who arrived clad in armor that glinted like the sun itself. His presence exuded strength and confidence, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
"You called for me, Your Majesty?" he asked, a keen glint in his eyes.
"The Celestial of Order has commanded us to subjugate the Western Houses," she explained, her voice steady. "Dragons and drakes are awakening, and with them, the former demigods. We cannot let them stand in our way."
The Demigod of War nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I will gather our armies and fortify our defenses. We will be ready to strike before they can react."
"And ensure our allies know of the threat," the Queen added, her gaze sharp. "We will not face this alone. Prepare for a show of strength that will leave no doubt of our dominance."
As the Demigod of War departed to fulfill her orders, the Queen turned her gaze back to the horizon, where the first stars began to twinkle in the darkening sky.
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Misbegotten world
FantasíaDemigods born for war and chaos heralded by the Queen of the Sacred order seek to rise in power and become a god of the realm of man and Sajar.
