When his majesty had a name (1)
Before sending Martia to Kyre, the Emperor summoned us once again. Just to make our lives more difficult.
«While you finish your job with the rebels, it's better if your sister stays at the Palace,» he stated.
Just like that, the only thing I was glad to have changed returned to its intended place.
I tried to convince him that Kyre shouldn't be left without someone from our family. To no avail.
In the end, Martia reassured me.
«It will be all right,» she said while patting my shoulder. «I'm a big girl right now. And I like the colours and liveliness of the court.»
I left once again, this time towards the east. In the central valley, surrounded by mountains, people were starting a revolution.
According to my memories, that was going to transform into bloodshed. First, the local nobles were going to die under the common people's fury.
Then, the army would have marched from the capital and killed everyone on their way.