#carjanobility

Before you start a war,

you’d better know what you’re fighting for.

The current Sun-King, with his gaze affixiated on Meredian where a sigh or two escapes his lips. Earning the look of his blameless advisor. Which he feigns a smile and waves a hand, dismissing his worry. Marad had no other choice but to drop it, continuing in his day’s report and upon having finished, left Avad’s premises.

It had been weeks after having overthrown his late father yet he had not shrugged off the idea of Meredian being safe. More danger could come, danger that would be led by his father’s former accomplices. He could not believe how much Ersa and the Oseram had dealt with the rage of the former mad-king’s believers. He had thanked her, her brother and all the other’s efforts in their aid to have him sit on the very throne.

Avad had kept in mind as well, a certain lady who did just as much work as everyone else in helping him plot for the day he would be sun-king. He smiled to himself at the very thought of how now she could be back to how her life was albeit for quite a lot of changes.

“We have a situation, sire. A young lady, of your old contacts, is in need of help. Seems as the nobleman currently occupying their estate refuses to leave.”

“Bring her here, Marad.” the raven haired king says with furrowed brows. “I wish to help her with such a situation, it is only right for me to do so as she had done to me back in the days.

And with that Marad nodded and sent guards to fetch Avad’s old ally.

         A Liberation, voices on the street cheered. For tyranny had been overthrown, and a kind leader sat now upon the throne. Avad would be just to the Carja, and despite what perpetrators may say, he was the rightful heir to the throne. A throne she had defended with her own blood. The battle had been long and trying, the Oseram canons echoed still in her ears; and the hoard of escaped slaves ran still through her DREAMS.  

         Despite the sacrifices her family had made, her return to the great city revealed that the Mad Sun King had given away her family’s lands to one of his supporters. The lands her family held for years. The lands she inherited with her father’s death. Sun King Jiran had no right to give her lands away freely. It was an OUTRAGE.

         Though her anger simmered, it was not an issue to disturb the King, so she had gone to the Master of Estates to see about reestablishing her families titles – but it had gone nowhere. Frustration was an understatement as she wandered the halls of the palace. Arwen and her mother had been allowed a guests, though she suspected Sun King Avad was not aware of her situation, so she fulfilled the duties the Sundom required of her, and she waited for an opportunity to catch him when not busy.