The juggernaut guards remained stoic as they traveled with Kailyn. Gerra's guard for her. She used to wonder if they were sent with her as much to keep her safe as it was to keep her in the Empire. She truly doubted the latter. The Emperor had more important things to worry about than one freed slave woman.
Golden-eyes squinted in the sun. The wrappings and cloak covering all her skin. A few rebellious strands of golden-red hair slipped free and whipped in the wind. They were getting close to this outlying village. A village strategically placed as one of the few and only stopping points along a trade-route she was trying to fortify for the Empire. It would make shifting of goods from around the Trident area and down to the inner cities possible.
And after multiple letters of correspondence, the leader, finally agreed to a meeting.
And so here she was. The Mistress of Trade for the Empire out near the wastes nearing the village that would determine whether trade in this area was possible. Just beyond the rise of curling smoke on the horizon, she saw a shadow. A frown of her lips beneath the wrappings of fabric that covered her face. Nevertheless, she urged her camel forward, their small group traveling deeper into the dunes and sands toward the spot on the horizon where tents and dwellings awaited them.
Ashuanar
Golden-eyes squinted in the sun. The wrappings and cloak covering all her skin. A few rebellious strands of golden-red hair slipped free and whipped in the wind. They were getting close to this outlying village. A village strategically placed as one of the few and only stopping points along a trade-route she was trying to fortify for the Empire. It would make shifting of goods from around the Trident area and down to the inner cities possible.
And after multiple letters of correspondence, the leader, finally agreed to a meeting.
And so here she was. The Mistress of Trade for the Empire out near the wastes nearing the village that would determine whether trade in this area was possible. Just beyond the rise of curling smoke on the horizon, she saw a shadow. A frown of her lips beneath the wrappings of fabric that covered her face. Nevertheless, she urged her camel forward, their small group traveling deeper into the dunes and sands toward the spot on the horizon where tents and dwellings awaited them.
Ashuanar