some days i'm built of metal but not when i'm with you

She travelled by moonlight most days, preferring always the cool of the night to the bright of the day. The season was changing, along with the course of her life. The Empress was thoughtful as she strolled slowly over Ashen’s borders, already their ranks were growing. Filled with Kleins and soon more servants to see to their needs. She thought of the pact made with Archon, and the potential life growing inside of her. It was still too early to tell if god blessed them with success yet, but everything felt so right. Surely there were little godlings within.

Having such heavy responsibility was weighing on her though, knowing she was responsible for keeping them safe until their birth. Being Empress put her in the face of danger. She knew Archon was remaining close just in case their enemies realized their plan. However, she was more than ready to bolster their Samurai rank. She also was in need of close companions to help watch over the wellbeing of the shrine.

Many thoughts continued to weigh on her as the moon slowly rose overhead. There was so much to be done and so little time to do it.