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Daesy
Chapter 1: Demands
Daesyana Vendega sat at her desk. She was trying to decide how to array her troops Since the recent death of her father, she has been the sole heir to the throne, to her country, Laesea. She was a mere 5'4 with green eyes, brown skin, curly hair, a stunning smile and a sword hand as good as any man. She was very agile on her feet and a general in the army before her ascension to the throne. Her younger brother Dajoa, was in her charge.
Laesea has been at war with Appolonia. The Ruler, DeMarcus Nyte, and his country had been at war for years. Now with the death of Carlos II things were getting worst.
"Your majesty, your sister, Adora is here to speak with you." a servant said. Daesy looked up a moment and said, "Let her in." Adora walked in wearing her armor. "Daesy. Here is a letter from the ammbassodors of Appolonia." she said handing it to Daesy. Daesy took it and kindly dismissed the servant. "Sit down Dori. I know your tired from battle." Daesy said as she broke the seal of the letter.
Adora took off her armor showing off her figure. She was 5'7, with violet almond eyes, blue black hair down to her waist. She was toned and tanned from warfare and a prowess with the bow and arrow and sword. Adora sat down and relaxed, helping herself to the wine on the table.
Daesy stood up and read the letter. She chuckled with contempt. "What does it say?" Adora asked.
To the Lady Daesyana of the country of Laesea,
Greetings. We are sorry for the lost of your father. He was a good man, warrior and ruler. He was an inspiration to many, by his acts of heroism. We know that you will be as wise as your father, Carlos II, was. It is time to act, to be allies. Submit yourself to the rule of DeMarcus, King of Appolonia and the annexed lands, and your country will receive high patronage, and tribute will be low. If you do not submit yourself, prepare for the battle of battles where we will not show any mercy, and your country may end as.....Arkadia of the east, flat and uninhabited.. We know your decision will be wise. We await your reply.
DeMarcus of Appolonia.
"He has some nerve making demands." Adora said with contempt. Daesy re-read the letter. "Scribe!" she said. A man came into the room with parasols and parchment. "Write:
To King DeMarcus of Appolonia,
Thank you for your concerns and kindness for our lost. With all due respect, we will not yield. We will not submit to your power. We will rule our lands in our own right. Though we wish for peace, we will fight. We know you will understand.
With Respect,
La Reina(The Queen), Daesyana.
Daesy read the letter. "Call Cruentus." she told the scribe. Soon he came back and she handed the letter to him. "Clean it up and make it diplomatic. Bring it back to me when you are done."
Daesy
Chapter 1: Demands
Daesyana Vendega sat at her desk. She was trying to decide how to array her troops Since the recent death of her father, she has been the sole heir to the throne, to her country, Laesea. She was a mere 5'4 with green eyes, brown skin, curly hair, a stunning smile and a sword hand as good as any man. She was very agile on her feet and a general in the army before her ascension to the throne. Her younger brother Dajoa, was in her charge.
Laesea has been at war with Appolonia. The Ruler, DeMarcus Nyte, and his country had been at war for years. Now with the death of Carlos II things were getting worst.
"Your majesty, your sister, Adora is here to speak with you." a servant said. Daesy looked up a moment and said, "Let her in." Adora walked in wearing her armor. "Daesy. Here is a letter from the ammbassodors of Appolonia." she said handing it to Daesy. Daesy took it and kindly dismissed the servant. "Sit down Dori. I know your tired from battle." Daesy said as she broke the seal of the letter.
Adora took off her armor showing off her figure. She was 5'7, with violet almond eyes, blue black hair down to her waist. She was toned and tanned from warfare and a prowess with the bow and arrow and sword. Adora sat down and relaxed, helping herself to the wine on the table.
Daesy stood up and read the letter. She chuckled with contempt. "What does it say?" Adora asked.
To the Lady Daesyana of the country of Laesea,
Greetings. We are sorry for the lost of your father. He was a good man, warrior and ruler. He was an inspiration to many, by his acts of heroism. We know that you will be as wise as your father, Carlos II, was. It is time to act, to be allies. Submit yourself to the rule of DeMarcus, King of Appolonia and the annexed lands, and your country will receive high patronage, and tribute will be low. If you do not submit yourself, prepare for the battle of battles where we will not show any mercy, and your country may end as.....Arkadia of the east, flat and uninhabited.. We know your decision will be wise. We await your reply.
DeMarcus of Appolonia.
"He has some nerve making demands." Adora said with contempt. Daesy re-read the letter. "Scribe!" she said. A man came into the room with parasols and parchment. "Write:
To King DeMarcus of Appolonia,
Thank you for your concerns and kindness for our lost. With all due respect, we will not yield. We will not submit to your power. We will rule our lands in our own right. Though we wish for peace, we will fight. We know you will understand.
With Respect,
La Reina(The Queen), Daesyana.
Daesy read the letter. "Call Cruentus." she told the scribe. Soon he came back and she handed the letter to him. "Clean it up and make it diplomatic. Bring it back to me when you are done."
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