A recurring dream from a fateful night haunts Varian. With a past he couldn't forgive himself for and a future he abandoned, his life in the present is in tatters. But when you're alive, there's hope. The hope comes one day in an unexpected form. The painful past, the meaningless dream and the unexpected way forward force him to make a choice. Stay broken and remain in the sorrow of the past he couldn't change. Or. Pick himself back together and try for one last time, to find the truth about his own dream and its connection to his unforgivable past, all in the hopes of forgiveness of himself, by himself. https://discord.gg/kBKaTtsrpb
The guest mansion where Varian and his wives stayed was now surrounded by imperial soldiers.
These were the finest of the bunch among rank 8s. Most of them were veterans who were at the peak of their craft, excelling in the art of combat as well as command.
But there were also quite a few geniuses among them. Geniuses who would one day become the pillars of the kingdom and make their mark in the history of the kingdom.
Both the young and the old held different views over the present situation.
To the old gingers who lived too many centuries to count, Varian was someone to be controlled or killed, there was no question of even listening to his pleas.
Why?
Because he offended all the dukes of the kingdom.
These old people had been alive even before Isadora even came into picture. While they viewed her as important, they were very rational when it came to decisions like these.