Book 5: Chapter 9: E_The Wandering Inn

Book 5: Chapter 9: E

 I dreamed I was sleeping in my bed, with worried voices speaking loudly overhead. I couldnt tell who had trespassed here, only that they hade in secret and stood around me, speaking anxiously and quickly. As I was dreaming I missed most of what was said, but I knew it was important. I tried to remember, to grasp the words as they flitted by, but like memory and water they flowed away, leaving me only with an impression. Snippets of a conversation.

 Is it time?

 I dont think so.

 sure?

 .were early. We.here!

 trouble!

 Lets.

 Wait!

 Were not

 remember to.

 !

 And! okay? Remember!

 Quickbefore

 And then I woke up.

 Day 85

 As dreams went, it wasnt the worst Ive had by far. Not the best eitherit was mainly confusing. Ive had good dreams and bad dreams aplenty. Of course, I dont remember most of them and I never see dreams.

 Because of course, Im blind. Hello, Im Laken Godart, [Emperor] of the Unseen Empire. Protector of Durenes Cottage, sovereign of the vige of Riverfarm, Windrest, Tunven, Kiqund so on.

 Ive got a lot of titles. A lot of power. And yet, it feels like only yesterday that I was a normal young man walking around in San Francisco. Forever ago and yesterday. StrangeI sometimes forget what my friends voices sound like. There are so many around me each day, asking me questions.

 Laken, do you want eggs on your uh, weird potatoes, bacon and onions?

 Sometimes the questions are good questions ande from people you love. Nevertheless I roll my eyes as I get up.

 No eggs for me. And its call bratkartoffeln, Durene. Honestly, I keep telling you. How hard is it to remember?

 Hey! I try, butoh, youre joking.

 I smile to myself at the sound of Durenes voice. I can tell shes in the kitchen, delicately stirring the fried potatoes with a long-handled spoon. She transfers the hot food to a te andes to sit by me as I dress and move towards the small table in her cottage. I have a chairshe uses the floor. Were still pretty much on the same level because shes a good bit taller than me. Bigger, too.

 Shes half-Troll. And a [Pdin]. Its a long story. I eat breakfast happily with Durene, talking about the day until a loud squawk interrupts us. Arge and, apparently, blue bird is making a racket. She smells breakfast and wants in.

 Shut up, Frostwing.

 I toss some bacon at her and sense her catch the bit of meat and worry at it. cated for a few moments, I turn back to Durene and keep eating. Its wonderful to be able to sense where every part of your meal is on your te. Its what I always imagined sight to be like, but better, since I can sense everything in my domain. And that means I can sense everything from Durene scratching her leg to Frostwing behind me, to the Mossbear snuffling around our front door

 Um, Durene. Hes back.

 Is he?

 Durene gets up and I sense her opening the door. Feel it tooits no longer cold and the breeze actually feels quite nice. Spring is finally here. Durene shouts at therge bear outside.

 Go on, shoo! Ill feed you breakfastter!

 The bear whuffs and I raise my voice.

 Bismarckheh. Bismarck, go on, leave the door alone!

 I snort a bit as the bear obediently backs away. Yes, I named the bear Bismarck. I think its funny and it needed a name. Especially because its now my pet. Or something.

 [Lesser Bond: Bismarck]. I received it yesterday after I finally came up with a name for him. Bismarck was just called Unnamed Mossbear before that. Apparently I tamed him by feeding him and having him fight in a battle alongside my people. Now he lets me ride him, hangs around the cottage for food and in general pesters Durene.

 Shoo! Ill give you potatoester! And dont you dare dig up my garden! Its all growing, understand? Leave my nts alone!

 Possibly only Durene could push a bear off her property. Shes actually stronger than the Mossbear, and the Mossbears bigger and tougher than normal bears to boot. Durene chalks it up to her [Enhanced Strength] and her other new Skills, but I wonder. Trolls are said to be extremely strong and tough, but they cant gain sses or level.

 As a half-Troll Durene seems to have the benefits of both her Human and Troll heritage. Not that it helped her before she met me. She was an outcast, barely tolerated by the vige. Only when I became an [Emperor] did everything change.

 Oh, how much it changed.

 I mutter to myself as I stroke Frostwings head. My lovely, stupid bird snaps at the meat I offer her.

 Soon youre going to have to hunt for yourself. You can fly, and its a waste of good meat to keep feeding you cow and pig. How do you feel about rats?

 She poops in her nest. I sigh. Animals, Durenewhat else? Well, theres the young man waiting patiently outside the gate. I keep telling him not to do that, but Gamel is my [Knight] and seems to believe I should be attended at all times. Since the vigers agree with him, its hard to tell him to stop. Plus, it is convenient.

 Time to start my day! I stride outside as Durene, grumbling, chucks potatoes at Bismarck. Apparently bears can eat potatoes and he chases after a spud as I walk past. I wonder if this is what its like having a dog?

 Good morning, Gamel.

 Your majesty.

 Gamel bows. Quite smoothly too. He must have been practicing. I nod at him and square my shoulders.

 Time to start the day. Durene, Im heading into the vige.

 Wait for me! I just have tono, Bismarck, there are no more potatoes! Go eat some berries!

 Disappointed, the Mossbear ambles out of the cottage gates as Durene hurries into her cottage. I sense Bismarck heading into the forest now that breakfast has been served. Hell scavenge for food until dinner or when I call him. Im fine with that. I know some people would prefer me to ride him around everywhere but I like walking and Bismarck is not thatfortable to ride.

 I wonder if someone can make a saddle for him.

 The bear, sire? I will ask Mister Prost about it right away!

 No

 I grimace and wave a hand. This is the problem with being an [Emperor]. Everyone takes my words as amand. And that can be a big problem.

 We have more important things to do than waste time with saddles for bears, Gamel. Maybe once we finish construction and get everyone settled.

 Yes, your majesty.

 Right.

 I wait until Durenees out of the cottage. Shes got a greatsword and shes tying it to her belt. Its old and she doesnt have a sheaththe greatsword is made of iron, not steel. Even so, shes killed two Hobs with it and a score of Goblins.

 Durene, my [Pdin], and Gamel, my [Knight]. Their lives were shaped by me. I saved Gamels life. Kept him alive when he was dying. I ordered him to live and he lived. He has never told me whether he resents that order.

 The cottage that we leave behind is mine. The dirt road that we walk down is mine. The vige we enter is mine, as are all the people inside. I imed it. I imed thend around here, marked it with totems proiming the borders of my empire. So I can see the entire area around the vige if I concentrate. I can sense the hundreds, no, over a thousand people in this area alone busy at work this early in the morning.

 I sense houses going up, people carting timber to the areas under construction, the [Farmers] hard at work to the north in the new fields, the [cksmiths] at their forges, working to produce nails and hinges and so on for the construction. Riverfarm was a small vige of just over a hundred people. Now it is turning into a city.

 Theres a method to the chaos. It might seem chaotic at ground levelI wouldnt know. The babble of voices greeting me, the sounds of horses and people shouting at each other is confusing for a blind man. But I can view the vige from above and get a very reliable idea of how things areid out.

 Good, were still on track. Gamel, is Prost supervising the building?

 Yes, your majesty.

 Well go see him, then. Durene?

 Im going to help carry stuff, Laken.

 Ill see youter, then.

 I part ways with Durene, knowing shell be carrying trees around and helping people lift things too heavy to carry without a team. Id like to stay with her, but I have my duties too. I am an [Emperor], and my job is to overseethis.

 An empire. Or the beginnings of one. Its small, and by small, I mean that it only has a few thousand people in it, but thats a frightening number of people to house, feed, and protect every day. Theyre all vigers, the people of Riverfarm, Windrestviges that were raided by Goblins. Oh, and a town. The town of Trottvisk dered itself part of the Unseen Empire just the other day. It happens.

 So much to do. I wouldnt know where to startbut I have some advantages. My Skills as an [Emperor], my knowledge from Earth, my home, and my counselors. I might not know how to take care of so many people myself, but if theres one thing I know from Earth, its that delegation is key.

 In fact, mying from another world is probably my biggest asset. One day I just appeared in this world. And while all the scientific knowledge in the world wouldnt protect me from monsters or starving to death by myself, it does help when Im a leader of arge group of people. One of the things I brought from my world to this one was the idea of sanitation.

 Obviously, people didnt eat everything with dirty hands in this world before I came along, but they didnt consider washing hands essential and they sometimes built their outhouses andtrines way too close to the water.

 Thats changed now. I walk towards a man directing people to dig thetest public outhouses away from the river that gives Riverfarm its name. He stops, turns to me, and bows the instant he notices Im here.

 Emperor Laken, sir!

 Prost, my [Steward] has also changed markedly since I first met him. He was a [Farmer] who barely tolerated Durene and couldnt ept that she and I were living under the same roof. Now hes my right-hand man who oversees construction, settles minor disputes, coordinates things like food, housingall the things Im bad at. I nod to him.

 Mister Prost, how are we doing today?

 Another four houses built since youst visited, sire!

 Four? But I was herest night!

 Prost beams. I can sense it and hear it in his voice.

 Yes, your majesty. But we had a night team working and theyre quick! Dont fear that people minded the hammeringwe sleep like rocks unless theres an rm called!

 I have to shake my head. Another of my Skills is [Blessing of the Hearth], which allows people afortable nights sleep even if theyre lying on the floor. I had no idea it could be used this way, but thats the thing about leading, or so Ive learned. Its aboutbining multiple perspectives to achieve the best result.

 Well, carry on Mister Prost. I just wanted to see if there were any new developments.

 In the construction? No, sire. Weve been keeping to the directions you gaveits very simple to understand!

 Is it? Good, good.

 My directions. As I said, I can see the entire vige and my empire with a birds eye view. That means Im uniquely able to visualize theyout of the buildings in my head and organize it as best I can. However, theres a lot to take in.

 Just let me know if you see any issues arising regarding wells, proximity to the outhouses and so on. We want everything within reach and Id hate to know that we didnt build arge enough road or something.

 Yes, sire. Dont worry, Ive talked it over with the other [Vige Heads] and [Farmers] and so on. They all agree your n for the city is sound.

 One of Prosts new talents aside from all his organizational skills seems to be reassuring me. I leave him to it. The vige does look good in my head. I tried to copy it over as best I could to a map, but sadly I still cant read books with my [Emperor] senses. I had to describe it and trust that everyone understood what I was talking about.

 Creating a vige. nning it out with ess to water, food, keeping houses away from [cksmiths] who are noisy, and organizing a central road that splits off into smaller pathsit would be a challenge for an [Architect], and I have absolutely no training in this area. However, I did my best. In fact,ing up with a design for my new empire reminded me a lot of video gamesor rather, what I imagine video games are like.

 Its hard to y a lot of games when youre blind. Board games sort of work, but anything with a strong visualponent? No thanks. I did have friends who told me what it was like, though. The friend I was hanging out in San Francisco with, Zoe, she told me about a game. Age of Empires II or something. She described it like this, where you direct people around,y out your kingdom, and defend it from enemies.

 In my head, Im thinking of where monsters or bandits mighte from, how were going to expandbecause we will expand, Im sure of itthe cement of other viges, and of course, how to patrol the entire area Ive imed to keep it safe. I get headaches just thinking of all the problems. And people do this for fun?

 Gamel, I think Ill look at our crops today. I see Wiskeria and our guest are near the farms so well visit her on the way.

 Very good, sire.

 Though Prost is my [Steward], Ive assigned him to worrying about construction and farming for the most part, which he knows the most about. However, I have two other people I regard as my counselors. I go to meet both of them now. Theyre standing near the farms, talking with their own crowds of people.

 One is a woman on horseback with a pointed hat and spectacles, overseeing the deployment of armed men and women. The other is a woman wearing a dress, out of ce among the more simply dressed folk. But she is also in the thick of things, speaking eloquently as people bow to her and hurry off.

 Lady Rie, Wiskeria.

 I greet them as I approach. The two women break off immediately ande to me. Rie curtsies and Wiskeria dismounts to bow slightly. Wiskeria is a [Witch] and my [General] tasked with defending my empire. Lady Rie is a [Lady], formerly thendowner of some of the viges and towns around here.

 After Goblins attacked her mansion, Lady Rie pledged herself to my service. I was the one who led an army to save her, but I was surprised by her request to be my vassal. Its been three days since she came to Riverfarm and shes already assisted in numerous ways.

 Good morning, Emperor Laken.

 Morning, sire.

 The two greet me, Rie formally, Wiskeria informally. I nod to Wiskeria and incline my head to Lady Rie. There is a difference and ording her the status of her rank is important. Lady Rie is good with people. She is a [Lady] after all, and as thest member of the Valerund family she knows how to organize and settle disputes.

 Lady Rie, thank you for your help. May I ask if there are any new developments?

 None worth speaking of, Emperor Laken. However, I urge you once again to entertain the notion of an audience with some of the local nobility. I could arrange the meetings quite easily.

 I grimace and cut the motion short. Lady Rie has been floating the idea past me for thest few days.

 I understand your desire Lady Rie, but I have no desire to enter the political world just yet.

 I fear it is far toote for that, your majesty. Your presence alone is significant, and I worry that the other nobles will take your expanding empire as a sign of

 Rie hesitates delicately. I fill in the gap for her.

 Danger?

 She shifts ever so slightly.

 Perhaps. Which is why an audience may ay their worries. I have no doubt the other [Lords] and [Ladies] who ownnds in the area have already investigated your presence, your majesty. They will be cautious, some afraidbut the truth is that there is a surplus ofnds and not enough of the aristocracy to manage thend. Your presence may be quite beneficial so long as the other nobles are assured that theirnds will not be encroached upon. And you are needed. Many vigesck a local [Lord] or [Lady].

 Is that a bad thing?

 The practice ofndowning seems medieval to menot the act of owningnd, thats asmon asndlords, but the idea of owning everything on a piece ofnd, including the people. I dont see why anyone would want that, but Lady Rie seems surprised by my question.

 Having a [Lord] is quite beneficial, Emperor Laken. Some would consider a vige or town not protected by some kind ofndowner to be very dangerous indeed, or at the least, troublesome.

 How so?

 Wiskeria stands patiently to one side, listening, and I sense the crowds of people either moving away on business or waiting for me to finish. I feel as though Im interrupting important work, but I am the [Emperor]. Teaching me important facts is quite necessary if Im to lead well. Rie exins as I stand patiently with Gamel behind me.

 When my family was alive we managed a huge area ofnd. It is not simply protection we offer, but justice. We enforcedws, settled disputes, collected taxes, and dealt with disasters and monster attacks as they emergedruled in short. Each [Lord] is a [King] of his own domain, or so it is said.

 I see. And theres ack of nobility in the area?

 Rie pauses.

 The Second Antinium War wasdevastating to put it mildly. Many of the aristocracy lost their lives defending their homes from the Goblin King. As such, there are many unattendednds thatck any local ruler.

 I see. Well, if it will reassure the other [Lords] and [Ladies], I suppose I could consider an audience. But on the same note Lady Rie, would you prefer to stay elsewhere? I know Riverfarms amodations are less than what someone of your station might expect. Several of the local cities and towns have offered to give you their finest lodging.

 I float the idea by Lady Rie, wondering if shell bite. She declined the offer the first time I made it, but will she have changed her mind in the three days shes been here? Lady Rie shakes her head instantly, and then recalls that Im blind.

 I am quite content here, Emperor Laken. I would like to see my home restored to mebut so long as the Goblin threat persists, I do not believe I would be safe anywhere but here. As to staying in a city or nearby townif you will allow me to say so, I see greater opportunity in making myself useful to you here, your majesty. If you will permit me to stay, I would do so dly.

 I nod.

 I wont turn away aid, and I do consider you quite invaluable, Lady Rie. Your people are quite helpful as well. Although as I recall, your manGeram?was insistent on staying by your side.

 Adamant, in fact. He didnt say so around me, but I got word of the argument through Prost. All of Lady Ries servants follow after her and treat me with the utmost respect, but it cant be normal having an [Emperor] pop up all of a sudden. Ries voice is apologetic.

 Do forgive him, sire. He worries for my safety, but I assured him I was quite safe in the vige.

 I quite understand. I believe he will be quite an asset to Wiskerias army.

 Geram is one of Lady Ries more notable servants. Hes a huge bald man who fights with his fists. Hes apparently a former [Street Brawler] of some renownan odd choice for a captain of the guard for a [Lady], but he does seem tough. He took down several Hobs himself while defending Ries mansion. I wonder if hes romantically involved with Lady Rie, or the other one, Nesor, her [Mage] is. Hes a young man with a lot of anxiety and isnt the best [Mage], but Ill take any magic-users I can get.

 Im grateful for all the soldiers I can get, Lady Rie. On that noteWiskeria, how goes training the army?

 Wiskeria steps forwards smoothly. Shes in charge of defense, which is a lot simpler since I can tell if anything enters mynds. Wiskeria can send out a patrol to deal with most problems at once, which is why she devotes most of her time to actually creating an army to fight with.

 We have a small core of adventurers and retired [Warriors] and so on, but Ive had to rely on other towns and cities by using another Skill [Imperial Levy]. I can request their soldiers to fight if a huge group of monsters or banditse along, but Id prefer to have a force at my disposal. Wiskerias been working in that area, but training [Soldiers] up from scratch is hard.

 We have a number of recruits interested in fighting, Emperor Laken. I suspect well have less after the rigorous daily training, but then again, perhaps not. They are quite dedicated. However, we do have an issue.

 Oh?

 She nods.

 Theres not enough weapons to train all the potential recruits, and many skilled workers[Bakers], [Carpenters], and so ondont have the tools or space to ply their trade.

 That was my observation as well. Too many viges fled without packing their supplies and lost them to Goblins or thieves.

 Lady Rie sighs. I nod. The Unseen Empire isprised mainly of vigers who fled their homes and as such itcks most of everything.

 Im aware of the problem, Wiskeria, but I consider getting a roof over everyones head the first priority. Most of the vigers are still sleeping in barnsthat cantst forever. If theyre not training, send your soldiers to help with everyone else. That goes for our experienced craftspeople, Lady Rie. We have a lot of hands. Anyone can help lift or hammer nails, or help make rope and so on. Well use that to get everyone housed quickly, and then focus on specialized buildings and tools. Our [cksmiths] can only work so fast and I need them making nails before swords.

 Wiskeria nods reluctantly, but Lady Rie clears her throat softly.

 We may be able to procure some arms and tools without needing to forge them ourselves, Emperor Laken. If you will allow me to make a few inquiries, I believe I could obtain a good deal of supplies at a cheap price.

 From the other cities?

 Indeed. I could put in an order to Invrisil and further cities abroad as well. The transportation fee would be somewhat steep, but it would allow General Wiskeria and other craftspeople to begin working sooner. If you consider it wise? We have enough money.

 I shift ufortably.

 It is your money after all, Lady Rie.

 Perhaps its my Skill [Kings Bounty]. Or perhaps its just how things worked out. But Lady Ries fortune is now part of the Unseen Empire. She told me it was mine to use and I reluctantly epted it. That money could buy a lot of toolsI just wonder how Ill repay Lady Rie.

 Ill think about itter. And Lady Rie seems to regard it as an investment.

 Consider it a gift for saving my life, Emperor. Very well, I will send a few [Message] spells with Nesors help. If you will excuse me.

 She bows slightly and moves away. Shes graceful, intelligent, and extremely helpful. I cant help but think that I lucked out in having her pledge her loyalty to me. I wait until shes out of earshot to speak quietly to Wiskeria.

 Youve been watching her?

 Yes, Emperor. Shes done nothing out of the ordinary. She uses her personal mage to send [Message] spells, but her people have settled in well. Fairly well. The [Servants] were arrogant until Prost settled them down and I believe Lady Rie had a word with them.

 Sounds good. But keep a discreet eye on her. I will too. In my own way.

 Yes, your majesty.

 Saving Lady Rie was an easy decision. epting her as my vassalwell, I didnt have any reason to refuse. Shespetent, in need of a home, and knowledgeable on things like politics and trade, something neither Wiskeria nor Prost know that well. I havent had any reason to doubt her and neither has Wiskeria.

 However, after Odveig, neither of us are quite so trusting. Lady Rie seems perfectly willing to put herself behind me with coin as well as her help. Maybe shes grateful. Or perhaps she thinks Im a rising star and wants to secure as much influence as possible. Im fine with either option, but I do worry.

 Alls quiet so far?

 You would know that better than I, Emperor.

 Wiskerias voice is a little less formal without anyone else to hear. She treats me more like a person than Prost or Rie or anyone else besides Durene, which Im grateful for. I smile.

 True, but I do worry. It might be my senses cant detect hidden threats orwell, it puts my mind at ease to know your people are patrolling.

 Of course, sir. I think it reassures the other towns and cities too. But I have only a limited number of warriors at my disposal and I prefer to keep most of them here in case you sense anything.

 Right. Speaking of sensingBeniars riders dispatched the [Bandit] group on the western road.

 Ah. Any casualties?

 None. They took them out in the middle of the night.

 I ry the news to Wiskeria with the utmost certainty despite Beniar being over fifteen miles south east of here. I sensed him attack the [Bandits]. I felt it. It was almost like I was there.

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 Darkness.The night is pitch-ck, so dark that the distant stars and obscured moon do little to provide light. Its so dark that the fewzy sentries outside of the camp of [Bandits] cant see much. And why should they worry anyways? Theyre hidden well off the road, far from any settlements. They can hide and strike at people on the roads at their leisure.

 Or so they think. But galloping hooves break the nights silence. I imagine the sound of galloping, anyways. I cant hear, only sense. What I do sense is the [Bandits] on watch looking up in sudden rm. They reach for their weapons, peer into the darkness. One goes to rouse the others.

 Toote. The first rider appears out of the darkness like a ghost. He rides down on a sentry who screams oncethe sword takes him in the chest and he falls. Beniar, my [Cataphract] and [Captain], turns his mount and more riders appear out of the darkness behind him. They charge the sentries and into the camp of bandits.

 The ragged men and women are ready for a fight. What theyre not ready for is for Beniar to scatter their torches and campfires, plunging them into darkness. Again, I have to imagine the shadows flickering and the riders streaming through the camp. I dont have a problem with seeing since the images in my head arent really visual. 

 I sense Beniar and his [Riders] cutting the confused [Bandits] down as they il at shadows. My riders have no problem seeing in the darkness, and as they cut down thest of the [Bandits] they cheer. I roll over in my bed miles away and go to sleep atst, relieved.

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 [cksky Riders]. Thats the name of thest of my new Skills. After the battle at Lady Ries mansion I gained a new Skill that allows my soldiers to be, well, terrors of the night. It was hard for me to figure out what my Skill did at first, but after one exciting night it all became clear.

 My Skill allows a group of chosen riders to see in the night. Not only thatthe effect extends to their mounts and lets them dampen the light when they so choose. Thanks to that, Beniars group of mounted warriors have be night ambushers who can attack in the darkness with ease. Its a powerful Skill and has already led to rumors that the people of my empire dont need eyes to see.

 Just like their [Emperor]. I was relieved that none of the riders were hurt, though, and Wiskeria seems equally relieved. Losing just one soldier or horse is dangerous.

 Beniar should be on his way back. I think hell arrive after midday, but Id like to put a [Mage] with his group. Someone who can send and receive [Message] spells.

 I agree. Unfortunately, that young [Mage] that Lady Rie employs can neither ride nor send [Message] spells reliably. There are artifacts that can do the same, but they are quite expensive.

 More problems. Well put that on our list untilter, Wiskeria. At least I can tell where everyone is. But keeping the lines ofmunication open is one of the key principles of war. I think I read that somewhere.

 Hm. I agree. But aside from Lady Ries personal artifacts we have nothing of our own. And I would rather buy more swords and bows and so forth than purchase a single artifact.

 Theyre that expensive?

 Oh yes. On that note, may I speak with you about the crops your [Farmers] are growing? Food is essential I know, but they could easily devote a few fields to growing some crops that [Alchemists] would buy. Or a few varieties of mushrooms? Im familiar with what sells well and I could obtain some seed samples with enough coin

 You have my attention.

 The work never ends. Theres always something to do, which isnt bad, but it means that I always feel like theres more I could be doing rather than taking a break. Im sure thats unhealthy, but I have energy and its not like Im running about. Just talking and listening.

 In any case, the rest of my day is devoted to managing things with Wiskeria. Shes quite sharp despite onlyhaving been a Silver-rank adventurer before I made her into a [General], and I value her insight. We spend an entire day talking about how to use Beniars riders most effectively and hunting without depleting animal poptions. It feels slightly wrong that I can tell where every deer herd is, but I have to keep my people fed. I work and then I go to sleep with Durene in the cottage.

 Its another day in the life of Emperor Laken. That is, until Nesor wakes up screaming and rouses the entire vige.

 Day 86

 Zel Shivertail is dead. The army raised by Magnolia Reinhart at Invrisil has been defeated. The Goblin Lord is marching towards the city, only a few days away from this area. And like that, Im facing another crisis. The same crisis Ive always had to face, in fact. The enemy that has defined Riverfarms struggle, the nemesis of the Unseen Empire in my mind.

 Goblins.

 Nesor, calm down and give me answers. How badly was Magnolia Reinharts army defeated? How did General Shivertail die? Where is the Goblin Lords army headed?

 Its early morning. Rie, Prost, Wiskeria, and I are all standing in therge cottage assigned solely to Lady Rie. Nesor, a young man who failed to graduate from Wistram is sitting at a table, face pale, hands shaking. Hes stuttering, barely able to speak.

 II just got a message Lady Rie. It said General Shivertail was dead and the Goblin Lord had won! It was a warning to all the nobility in the area so I got it

 Nothing else?

 N-n

 He shudders. I look at Wiskeria. She has an impatient look on her face, the same one Im trying to suppress.

 You cant send [Message] spells, can you, Wiskeria?

 I never learned. That kind of magic is more difficult for my ss.

 Nesor, calm down.

 Lady Rie is soothing Nesor. She looks at me apologetically.

 I apologize, Emperor. Nesor, send a [Message] spell back tooh, First Landing? It must be chaos in Invrisil right now and I dont know that well get a quick response. This might take a while.

 I nod and step out of the house with Prost and Wiskeria. I turn to them and see the same worry and fear in their eyes that Im feeling. Only theyre looking to me for help. I can see lights in the houses nearby and a lot of people are standing in the streets, looking worried. Time to do my [Emperor] thing.

 Okay. Prost, calm everyone down. Dont mention specifics, but let people know there are Goblins near Invrisil andleave it at that. Tell them there will be an announcementter and that we are still waiting for details.

 Yes, your majesty.

 Prost hurries off. I turn to Wiskeria and drew her aside.

 Wiskeria, exin what Nesor said to me.

 What part?

 All of it. I know the Goblin Lord was marching north, but whos General Shivertail?

 Wiskerias voice is surprised.

 You dont know?

 I have never heard of him before. Assume Im from far away and have no idea of anything. Who is he, and why is this so important?

 I can sense Wiskeria looking at me. I never told her or anyone besides Durene that Im from Earth, but Wiskeria isnt stupid. Shes already expressed surprise at the things I know and dont know. Right now I dont care. I might tell her everything just in caseRyoka would object, but I need people I can trust in possession of all the facts. For the moment, Wiskeria takes me at my word.

 General Shivertail iswasa hero of the Antinium Wars and the highest-leveled Drake [General] in the entire world. If hes dead, then this Goblin Lord is extremely dangerous.

 Antinium Wars. Wasnt there a book on the history of the Antinium Wars? I never found a copy to read. Please exin all of it.

 Yes, sir.

 I walk with Wiskeria to her private house and she brews me some tea while she speaks, summarizing decades of history while the sun rises. Her home, like Ries, is hers alone. Its a bit extravagant especially since a lot of people are still sleeping crammed together, but rank has privileges and as soon as we get personalized housing built Wiskeria will move out and let a family take this home. She wants a forest cottage with a garden for mushrooms and other alchemical ingredients. And a ce to brew potions where theres no one to smell it.

 Anyways, her exnation of Zel Shivertail and the Goblin Lord fills me with dread. The news we get just after morning is no better. Nesor finally got through to First Landing and all the reports are of the battle, and the Goblin Lords army.

 Tens of thousands. That alone is enough to panic me. I could muster a force of a thousand soldiers. Maybe two thousand if I pressed every city and town in the area to turn out their garrisons. Thats all. If the Goblin Lordes here

 What should we do, Emperor Laken? People will panic if word spreads.

 Itll spread.

 Wiskeria nces sideways at Nesor. I grimace. The young man sounds like he couldnt keep a secret to save his life. Funny, Im probably only a few years older than he is.

 I wont lie to people or hide the truth. Prost, well tell them what happened. But when you do, tell them this: the Goblin Lords army is not headed our way just yet. Theyre moving towards Invrisil, which is close by, but I havent sensed any Goblins in our radius and I will know if they approach.

 I sense Prost nodding in relief. I dont talk about my abilities, but people need reassurance now.

 If an armyes calling well evacuate or fight, but until then, theres no reason to panic. Wiskeria will send out more patrols and alert all the settlements nearby in case they havent heard.

 Ill send riders now.

 Good. Lady Rie, if you would keepmunicating with First Landing?

 Of course.

 I nod and stand.

 In that case, Prost, you and I will calm people down.

 And so we do. Prost shouts the news and I tell people what I just told him. It doesnt calm them down exactly, but no one screams or runs. And once we get people moving about their tasks things calm down. I walk around the vige, reassuring people, being there, and it does help. Everyone looks calmer when Im around and more than one of Riverfarms original vigers recounts the battle in the vige to the others.

 Everyones calm. But me. As I lie in bed next to Durene I toss and turn and eventually wake her up.

 Laken, why are you so restless?

 Why arent you? Durene, I promised them everything would be okay, but I have no n if the Goblin Lord actuallyes this way. We cant fight and we might not be able to escape.

 Youll figure out something. If you cant do it, no one can.

 Iugh in the darkness. How does she believe in me?

 I wish that were true.

 Its true! Nowe over here.

 She pulls me over and I forget about Goblins for the moment. Its nice to have someone with you who can take your worries away. For a while Im not an [Emperor], and the cottage is intimate.

 A bird screeches, surprising both Durene and me in the silence. Frostwing objects to being woken up. I throw my pants at her.

 Shut up, Frostwing.

 Day 87

 Today I consult with Rie and Prost. Reassurances are all very well, but I want to be prepared for a fight if ites to that. Ironically, Wiskerias not on my listshes training her forces and theres little I can do to help her. I dont want to be a distraction.

 However, there are things I can control and one of them is my project that Prosts been in control of. Siege weapons. Ryoka Griffin taught me the fundamentals of how they work and the rest has been trial and error. I have a few [Carpenters], one [cksmith], and three new [Tinkerers] on the job with some other eager young men and women.

 Lady Rie stares at the two prototype trebuchets and ballista and I realize that shes never seen them before. We keep the siege weapons far, far away from the town in case of more idents.

 Prost, how are the trebuchets working?

 Well, Emperor. I havent been here all day, so Ill let Miss Tessia exin. Tessia?

 Prost gestures and a young woman steps up. Shes got red hair and loose work clothing. I first met her when I helped dig her out of the snow after an avnche. Shes Gamels girlfriend and her timid personality has been reced by what I can only consider an engineers mania.

 Emperor Laken! Weve finally gotten one of the trebuchets working! We can throw a twenty pound stone over two hundred feet with each shot, and I think that once we make a new trebuchet well be able to hurl a stone twice as far!

 She grins as behind her the people crowded around the trebuchet step back. It fires and I hear a creak as the armes up and a stone is hurled through the air. I stare at the sling as it releases a stone and sense it fly into the distance. The people cheer as two boys run after the stone to see how far itsnded. Lady Rie just stares.

 Is that aa catapult?

 Its a trebuchet, Miss!

 Tessia either hasnt heard that Lady Rie is a [Lady] or doesnt care. She begins excitedly talking about range and the ballista theyre building while I inspect the trebuchet up close.

 Amazing. And can you aim it?

 Were figuring it out now, sire. Thedsandsseshave been firing it nonstop. Id say Tessias got the best shot. She can hit a house from two hundred feet five shots out of eight!

 Please tell me were not actually hitting houses, Mister Prost?

 Oh, they built one out of spare wood, dont you worry, sire. But I reckon that we could build two more trebuchets within the week! Those would make the Goblin Lord blink twice, dont you think?

 Indeed they would. But I want those trebuchets inspected carefully and tested thoroughly. Thest thing we need is for someone to get hurt.

 Yes sire. I had to knock a few heads together when some of theds kept wanting to rush things. But dont fearafter the second time, Tessia started doing it for me! Thesses are much more careful about making sure no ones in danger of being thumped by the arm and standing back and so on.

 Prost beams with all the pride of a former [Farmer] now constructing weapons of war. Lady Rie looks dazed as shees over to me.

 Emperor Lakenyour majesty, may I ask whether this was your invention?

 I smile slightly.

 Not my invention, Lady Rie. I know about the theory, but the vigers of Riverfarm built all this.

 I see. But you know how to build siege weapons?

 Is that umon?

 Lady Rie stares at the trebuchet as people begin to load it again.

 Ohslightly. I believe the Walled Cities have such devices. Pass creates them, but the secret of such weapons is zealously guarded and they refuse to sell to Humans. Other nations have thembut they are not mass-produced. And youre building them here?

 And were training [Engineers]. We have [Tinkerers]I hope theyll level up when I get them building some other inventions. War chariots, maybe. Or an irrigation system.

 Lady Rie stares at me. I smile. The sight of the trebuchet firing again gives me an idea and I turn to Prost.

 Mister Prost, it urs to me that most of the vigers havent seen the trebuchet in action. Maybe a test would impress them as much as Lady Rie and reassure them of their safety. Could you move the trebuchet to an open space and set up a target?

 Of course, sire!

 And why not make it a contest? Let Tessia and the other workers have a contest who can hit or get nearest to a target. The winner will receivewell, how about a few mugs of ale and a small coin prize? You decide.

 Prost smiles.

 I think that would motivate them greatly, sire. But could I extend the offer of ale for the entire team? Theyve been working like Demons to get the trebuchet done.

 Of course. Lady Rie?

 I leave my [Steward] to set it all up and walk a few paces back with Lady Rie. She still keeps staring at the siege weapons.

 You know, that is the true treasure of your vige.

 Excuse me?

 Those.

 Rie points to the trebuchet as Prost begins speaking and Tessia and the others mill about in excitement. She nods to the path to Riverfarm behind us.

 If youll permit me to say so, Emperor Laken, Riverfarm is hardly a rich vige. With your help I have no doubt it will be quite self-sufficient, but nting cash crops as Wiskeria has suggested will only earn the people a modest ie. However, building siege weapons? Exporting such devices would earn you a fortune.

 I nod slowly. I hadnt considered it except as a form of protection, but

 The war industry is always a profitable one. I dont know that Id like for my empire to be known for that, but at least well be able to defend ourselves.

 It is your choice of course, your majesty.

 Choice. Yes, well, Id like my people to have the same. Im building trebuchets and teaching people to be [Engineers], Lady Rie. But Id like them to be able to be [Alchemists] or [cksmiths] or [Scribes] or whatever they desire.

 That is rather ambitious, your majesty. I suppose it might be possible, especially with yourmunal farming system. There will be less need for [Farmers].

 I shake my head.

 Less need for as many [Farmers], perhaps, Lady Rie. I intend to provide them with oxen, ploughsRiverfarm used to consist of subsistence farming where each family tended a small plot ofnd. By creatingrge fields we can provide for arge number of people with only a few [Farmers].

 And you intend to let the next generation grow up to be artisans instead?

 Thats the theory. Or [Soldiers]. But to do that they need to survive and this ce needs to be standing in a weeks time. The Goblin Lords armyI was hoping you had some thoughts on the matter. Is there any force that can stop them?

 Rie nods.

 Of course! There is already talk of Lord Tyrions army. He gathered one at the same time as Lady Magnolia and his is by far the superior one. I doubt Lord Tyrion Veltras falls far behind General Shivertail regardless of level.

 Huh. Lord Tyrion Veltras.

 The names only vaguely familiar to me, like Magnolia Reinhart. There are so many influential people in the world and I feel like Im a small fish in my corner of Izril.

 Tell me about Lord Tyrion, Lady Rie. He levied a vast army, but does he have his own private force? Do lords anddies have armies of their own? I recall your mansion was defended, but

 I can hear Lady Ries rueful smile in her reply.

 The Valerund family wasmuch diminished by the time I became its sole heir, Emperor Laken. Aside from the small number of guards I employed, I had no standing militia to speak of. I would have relied on the forces of towns and viges to root out threats. But my example is hardly indicative of more powerful nobles. Lady Magnolia Reinhart has many, many servants trained in espionage andbat. She often employs them to clean upproblems in her domain.

 I think of Odveig, the perfect spy masquerading as a Silver-rank adventurer.

 I can believe that. Does Lord Tyrion do the same?

 Rie shakes her head.

 The Veltras family has a conventional army. As do the Reinharts, although theirs is far smaller and guards their family estate. Most powerful [Lords] and [Ladies] train their retainers. For instance, there is a Lady Bethal Walchas whomands a knighthood. Her Knights of the Petal are elite and quite, quite dangerous.

 I see. Everyone has their personal force on top of regr garrisons.

 Yes, your majesty. I see you have started your own army as well.

 My own army? Ohyes, Wiskeria is doing her best.

 Not just her.

 Lady Rie puts a gentle touch on my arm and I jump. She withdraws her hand quickly.

 Forgive me. I meant no disrespect.

 Its nothing.

 Is she standing closer to me? Yes, she is. I clear my throat and keep my head turned towards the trebuchet which is being pushed to another spot. I dont have to look at it of course, but people get nervous when I talk about things behind my back that I shouldnt be able to see.

 What were you saying, Lady Rie? My own personal force?

 Indeed, Emperor Laken. Your ah, Sightless Riders have already developed a reputation.

 My what? OhBeniar and his people? Yes, I could see that. That was due to a Skill, but perhaps Ill obtain more.

 One can only hope. But such specialized units are the hallmarks of any powerful ruler. And it is my sincere hope that your initiatives keep your empire safe. I know that I am eternally grateful for your intervention in my hour of need.

 She gently touches my arm again. I hold still and think.

 Okay. Shes definitely flirting with me. Thats not hard to figure out. The question isdoes she know Durene and I are an item?

 I dont get to ask, if I was intending to ask. Prostes back and Lady Rie stands demurely at my side. I continue the inspection and watch the trebuchets being fired for an enthusiastic crowd without any more incidents. But I do recall the touch. Was it just a casual touch? Am I overthinking things?

 Her fingers were very soft.

 Day 89

 Between my personal assurances and the trebuchet demonstration, my people are calm enough not to panic at news of the Goblin Lords army. They trust me, because Ive protected them from Goblins before. However, that faith doesnt apply to the other local towns and cities. They were all too willing to offer me a tribute so Id protect their roads, but the Goblin Lords army is justifiably terrifying.

 As such, I spend most of today entertaining audiences. I have no throne room, but one of the first non-essential buildings that went up was a meeting hall. Its mainly a storage area, but someone decided it had to have a throne despite theck of beds. So here I am, sitting on a wooden throne decorated with carved eyes. My [Carver], Jelov, is a famous man in the vige. From a recluse who sold small trinkets, hes now got eight apprentices and more work than he can handle.

 Of course my people will alert your town the instant Goblins cross my borders in force, [Headman] Filk. And I ammitted to defending all the cities under my protection. My army will hunt down any stray monsters and bandits, as promised. Only an army could resist my forces.

 Just as you say Emperor Laken. Forgive me for troubling you. Its just that the Goblin Lord has an army and

 The man standing and bobbing nervously is the leader of a town nearby. I forget which one. I hope hell mention the name again in conversation. I shift on my throne. Why did Jelov not include a pillow?

 Indeed. The Goblin Lord has an army and if he did march in this direction I would be unable to stop him. But consider this, Filk. Lord Tyrion Veltras and Magnolia Reinhart have bothmitted their forces to stopping him. Do you truly believe they would allow the Goblins to rampage unchecked?

 Lord Tyrion? Well, your majestyLady Reinhart mightbut Lord Tyrion does have an army.

 Theres a question in his voice. His townwhat was the name again? Started with a g, I thinkdoesnt have a [Mage] who can receive [Message] spells. I nod.

 He has been gathering an army for weeks now, Headman Filk. A substantial one that outnumbers the Goblin Lords army by all ounts. I would trust him to take care of the Goblin Lord. And if any raiding parties should head this way in the meantimeI will deal with them.

 That relieves the man. He raises his head, bowing again awkwardly.

 I had no doubts, your majesty! Im terribly sorry to take up your timeof course Lord Tyrions got his army! And youve got yours.

 Of course.

 I smile at him and he smiles back. Nervously. I feel his gaze on my closed eyes. I think the audience is over, so I gesture subtly to Prost, standing at the back of the room.

 You must be tired from your trip. Please, allow me to offer you refreshments before you go.

 Ohsire, I also meant to give you this!

 Filk nearly falls over himself as he rushes to the back of the room. Hees back with a small chest carried by several people from his town.

 Its just a token of our appreciation, your majesty. Some of our local produce, a few bundles of clothrough stuff, but we wanted to show our thanks. The town of Gec isnt prosperous as those big cities, but were grateful that we can sleep in our beds thanks to your men!

 Gec! Of course, how could I forget a name like that? I smile at Filk.

 I appreciate the gifts, Filk. They are not necessaryI have sworn to protect your town and I mean to keep that pledge. Please, tell the people of Gec that I appreciate their faith in me. I would love to sample their produceare those apples in the chest?

 A few, sire. We have this cer with runes of [Preservation] andoh, pardon me for taking your time! Its just a small token, hardlythank you once again!

 He retreats, embarrassed. I smile as Prost moves forwards to take the gift. This is the fourth emissary to visit me today. People are worried, and theyreing to me to hear what they already know. There is a Goblin Lord, but Lord Tyrions got an army. I can defend them from everything but a massive force andthats it. But they feel better because Im an [Emperor].

 Thats people for you.

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 My day is upied by entertaining guests and appearing as confidentand dignifiedas possible. Lady Rie takes over for Prost and its quite something when a [Lady] is personally greeting visitors and leading them into my throne room. Its a long day, but I do get a pillow after my butt gets too sore to sit still.

 You may receive another pledge of loyalty from one of the nearest towns, your majesty. Headman Filk of Gec was quite taken with your vige.

 If they join, Ill have to figure out a way to manage their town from here, Lady Rie. Perhaps I could send you to oversee it for a day or two? We cant have more peopleing here!

 The thought of my empire growing to epass other cities and towns gives me a headache. Rie offers me a cool drink of water and I take it gratefully.

 I assume that the news of the Goblin Lord means that politics are on hold for the moment?

 On the contrary, your majesty. It means that the aristocracy is even more desperate to find allies. You have a number of missives that just arrived.

 More letters? I would have thought the City Runners in Invrisil wouldnt dare venture out.

 Mm. Apparently theyre willing to risk it for enough coin. And yournds are known to be safe for Runners. Would you like me to read them to you?

 Please.

 I sigh and sit back on my throne. I want to see Durene. Maybe I can have a day off where I just go walking with her? The woods are nice and I could pretend to be inspecting it for valuable mushrooms or building spots or something. We havent had a quiet time to be togethertely except at night. And sex isnt the only part of a healthy rtionship.

 Lady Rie stands next to me as I sit on the throne. Her voice is soft as she reads through one letter.

 To [Emperor] Laken, I am Lord Tilwa Petroms of Invrisil. I have heard of your recent aplishments and must congratte you on your newfound sess. Hm. Lord Tilwa is a known schemer, but if hes acknowledging you openly as an [Emperor] he must feel you have quite a lot of power already. It seems he wishes to meet with you in Invrisil.

 Oh? Im not keen on travelling at the moment.

 If I leave mynds I cant see anything with my [Emperor] senses. Lady Rie shakes her head. Is she standing closer again?

 An [Emperor] should not travel to meet a [Lord] in any case, your majesty. Lord Tilwa is testing you with this letter. Leaving him without a reply for a day or two should unsettle him slightly.

 Oh? Im good at ignoring [Lords] and [Ladies]. I think I responded to two dozen letters with polite nothings.

 Including mine, Lord Laken?

 You sent me a gift, as I recall. Are you saying I should demand something from Lord Tilwa?

 Perhaps. He might send you a gift instead, if he hasnt already.

 I dont recall. I think I left the letters lying around. It might be good to see if Prost remembers.

 A rustle. Yep, she just stepped closer. What is her game?

 I have no doubt that Lord Tilwa wishes the same thing from you that all the nobility do.

 Which is?

 Influence. Power, derived from your name. At the moment your financial and military capacities are unknown and you control very littlend for someone of your ss. Thus, your power is mainly in lending support, verbal or otherwise. However, if you can establish Riverfarm as a powerful exporter of goods or military might

 Defending areas under my protection or selling siege weapons?

 As I understand it, Lord Tyrion himselfcks siege weapons. Your empire could be quite powerful economically as well as militarily. Lord Tilwa understands that and is attempting to test the waters, but he can wait. There are more important individuals to address. Now, the next letter

 I hear the rustle of paper and then a sharp gasp. I sense the letter fall from Ries hands and her quickly bending to snatch it up with trembling hands. I sit up.

 Lady Rie?

 My apologies, Emperor Laken. But this next letterit must have been mixed up and not ced at the top. City Runners normally organize such missives meticulously by rank

 Maybe one of the vigers mixed it up when they were giving it to you. Who is the letter from?

 Lady Magnolia Reinhart.

 I pause. Magnolia Reinhart. My stomach doesnt exactly sink with dread, but it does flutter a tiny bit.

 Isnt she in Invrisil? Right where the Goblin Lords army is?

 She is apparently still able to send letters. And this oneI will read it with your permission.

 Lady Rie opens the letter without waiting for me to say yes. I hear the crinkle of paper as she reads in silence, and then what sounds suspiciously like a curse.

 Lady Rie?

 The letter iswell, I shall skip the greetings. Magnolia Reinhart writesTo the [Emperor] Laken Godart of Riverfarm, I extend my warmest greetings. I had no idea such an august personage had arrived in Izril until this moment and must render you my deepest apologies for not contacting you sooner.

 Thats a lie.

 It is. She goes on. I am so deeply apologetic in fact, that I feel the only thing I can do to express my sympathies in full is to host a small gathering of my fellow [Lords] and [Ladies] in your honor. Naturally, I would be remiss if I did not invite you, but I would hate for the pressingmitments of station or distance to dissuade you from attending. Thus, I have taken it upon myself tothat scheming bitch!

 Lady Rie?

 II am deeply sorry, your majesty. Please forgive me. Lady Magnolia writesThus, I have taken it upon myself to host this little gathering at your estates in Riverfarm.

 What?

 No need to thank me. I will most likely be too busy to attend the gathering myself, but I believe about thirty of the local nobility will attend, as will a close friend of mine, Lady Bethal Walchas. I have scheduled this event to take ce a week from today. I trust this gathering will be most informative to all parties, and I hope that you will allow one of my most trusted servants, Sacra, to convey my personal regards.

 Lady Rie paused.

 The name Sacra is underlined heavily, Emperor Laken.

 I understand what she means.

 I grit my teeth as I sit back on my throne. Shes sending Sacra? I mean, Odveig? Why? And a gathering? Here? For what reason? Lady Rie hesitates and I see her looking at my face.

 Ahtheres a few more lines, Emperor Laken. I trust you will entertain this small soiree in your honor, Emperor Laken. I am mistrustful of [Emperors] and royalty in general, but I feel that we will all be more secure when we get to know each other, possibly over a few light snacks and conversation? Lady Bethal shall tender you my warmest regards. Sincerely

 Lady Rie folds up the letter without finishing. I sit back. The two of us wait in silence for a long time. Atst, I speak.

 Lady Rie, how well do you know Lady Magnolia?

 Not well, Emperor Laken. I have met her several times. The day before I travelled to your vige, in fact.

 Really? And what do you think of her?

 As a person or as a [Lady], your majesty?

 Either.

 Shes dangerous, ruthless, and cunning, your majesty.

 Do you think this is a trap?

 Without a doubt. She might want to humiliate you by hosting the event here, gain more information about your empire, poison the other nobles against you, threaten you, or

 Or?

 Kill you. It would not be unheard of in Izril.

 I sit for a long time on my throne. Lady Ries words send a chill down my spine. Goblins. Politics. I cant decide which is deadlier. But I do know one thing. One or both ising my way. The Goblin Lord or the hand of Magnolia Reinhart herself. And Im not ready.

 Not yet.

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