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Do not guard them, per se, for you are mine alone.
They will have their own watchmen, was the implication, but Yue did not want it to be spoken this way. This was not necessarily about protecting the others of the harem, as much as it was protecting Yue – whose responsibility was the purity and feminine virtues of the harem.
She mustn’t fail at this task she has been entrusted with, nor could she do it alone.
Yue was feeling quite chuffed now, motivated to keep the forward momentum, to grow the ranks of her court, and to continue her work as it had been in the old world. Forward, open, and hopeful for a world that would never manifest without the outward expression of those who desired it.
For a passing second, Yue remembered the frantic desperation she had felt when she had awoken in these lands, and learned that Tianlong as she knew it, had fallen. Her dynasty had been stripped bare.
This was, perhaps, the opposite of that moment. The Empress felt as though the path was paving itself in a manner that hadn’t occurred even before the great war. In a thought process that eerily mirrored Wei Jun's own, she thought: this is only the beginning.
Keep an eye on them. Please, inform me if you see anything...the orchid attempted to clarify, realising – though they might one day come to share the same awareness and thought processes – that would not come immediately.
...peculiar.
However, his experience did shine through in his next inquiry.
I do hope you wake up early.she answered unironically. Sleep came very little to the Empress, and she assumed that Batu slept as most men slept: deeply, for many hours, and unencumbered by the intricacies of life.
The hour of rest depends entirely on the work that needs to be done.It could be a tough adjustment for him.
Yue shuffled the load of hides that she carried on her back, only now feeling their weight.
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