Editing Parchments and Bolters (section)

=== Meeting The Empress ===

There she was, the most powerful woman in Terra. Lord Faust watched the lords and ladies attempting to talk to her failed. If they were not afraid of the custodians, the sisters of silence drove them away quickly. Cowards, all of them. Lord Faust huffed his chest, and walked toward the Empress, as he neared the custodian’s head turned toward him.

As Lord Faut came closer their spears crossed to block him from walking any further. Lord Faut simply breathed steadily. They were intimidating, but they were men of reason.

“I wish to speak to the Empress.”

The custodians looked back then nodded.

“Any sudden movements. And you will die.” The custodian said plainly.

“Of course.” Lord Faust swallowed hard. “I would never hurt our Empress.”

The custodians did not reply, only moved their spears. Then, the dread clawed at his composure. The sisters of silence merely stood there… menacingly, surrounding the Empress in a small formation. Lord Faust cleared his throat.

“My Empress, it is an honor…” Lord Faust wiped his forehead. “I am Malarius Faust of House Faust.”

The sisters moved aside for the Empress, Lord Faust bowed. Like he saw before, it was just a woman, an average looking noble woman.

“Greetings, Lord Faust.” The Empress said gracefully. “Are you enjoying the banquet?”

“Tremendously, my Empress.”

Lord Faust noticed his clothing absorbing sweat, an unknown sense of fear began to slither his mind.

“I see that you are enjoying the wine.” He said. “My home has a vineyard. If you would like I can send a bottle of our finest wine. Perhaps visit our beautiful winery.”

“That would be wonderful Lord Faust. I’m afraid I cannot visit just yet, the Emperor still requires assistance you see.”

The sisters stepped forward and Lord Faust almost ran away, it was the Empress’s presence that kept him from running.

“It seems like there’s another guest, please do enjoy your stay.”

Lord Faust quickly exited the sister’s presence, realizing how sweaty he had become. In their short meeting the Empress was more elusive than he thought. How could someone tolerate their presence?

It was said after the Lady Mira fell in the Empress’s presence, many did not dared to approach the Empress in the future banquets.