Our Goddess Incarnate

Chapter 4: The Balance of Power

Story Facts
📛Dije means "no name". It is assigned to orphans who had no family or memory of where they came from to claim a family line. 

🗺️Lestania's language is a constructed language built over centuries in the country's early history. Early travelers to Lestania were from all over the world, but the languages that are easily identified are French, Spanish, and Latin, as well as a few remnants of what is known as the Gods' Speech.  
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Friday, July 19th ( 19, Mizami, Dies Lea, L.S.L 10041 )

Laughter and excitement filled the dining hall as The Academy and its guests prepared for the arrival of the Emperor. The younger members were ready for an exciting weekend of festivities. In a little under 12 hours, a ball welcoming the Emperor back to the Academy under the new heir's leadership would be held to denote approval and support of the path the succession would take. This followed by Her Imperial Majesty, the Goddess Incarnate's Rising, back in Lestania. Valon, Justin, Donte, and Alex sat upon the medial dias, masking their intense discussion across their linked awareness.

"Alexandra, it is your job to oversee the fine points of the reversal of the Adiamorphic Regime at The Academy. You will have to get used to speaking your mind to Maximillian whether you want to or not." Donte pushed through their mind link in their tethers, his sense of urgency creeping through to reinforce the reprimand.

"That's easy for you to say. You are used to him. You worked with him. Even now, when his anger over Miza 's actions is palpable, you can still break through to him. You were his Commandant until he released you to raise his child. He sees you like family. You have the most influence of any of us. I wasn't even in the Military Guard. I was a temple advisor. I was only a Seer for one year. I was an assistant before that. He hates the temple." Alex's panic was apparent, sending tingles of discomfort through their awareness.

"Alex, this was never supposed to be a war college or an ostentatious Cours des Miracles. You grew up as a child of the Temple. When you finished your courses at Lyceum Hall, you worked as a duty assistant, a temple escort, and a temple guide, and then after ten years, you moved on to being a Historian. Remember that is how you first met Our Lady when she came to make inquiries about Her Imperial Majesty. Your first duty as a Seer was this past Spring Festival. You performed the service in which Leana awakened in Miza. Who better to retransition us than someone who has a direct connection to the initial intent of this place." Valon insisted, attempting to soothe his Nestmate.

"Valon, you know better than to assume that," Alex stressed. Peering back at xyr brother.

"I know better than to assume the competency of a chevalier under my charge?" His eyes flashed dangerously with this line of questioning. "You know who you are. We have a duty to Miza, our kingdom, and our goddess. We know exactly why we were called to be a part of this faction and den. But, Alex, we can't tell each other what to do. Donte, Justin, and I, as leadership in this faction, can't tell you what to do. This is the same thing we tell Akierda. This has to be your choice. Doubly so because you are not a warrior by nature. You were called to Mizarmonie just before that rite. You drank the blood and made it to the other side." Valon encouraged xyr.

"We speak treason, brother," Alex begged to be relieved of this duty. Valon could feel the fear, pain, and uncertainty churning within Alexandra.

"Consider this," Donte said firmly, " We are Leana's children. Is it treason to return to our mother after a wayward father took us away from her? Is it criminal to take something stolen and return it to its rightful owner? I am loyal to the Imperial Family, but we can not forget who truly heads that family. Do not forget what Alivar did for power and the cost." He attempted to reason.