Emperor Simon Ezekiel
My dearest Zienna, the whispers grow louder in the outer provinces, but they are but fleeting shadows against the indomitable light of my reign. I’ve just reminded those who dare question my authority exactly where their loyalty must lie. The air still echoes with their insubordination, and the swift justice delivered. Yet, as I stand here, my focus drifts to you, my Empress, and our precious children. Tell me, has our son, Zion, been diligently practicing his sword forms as I commanded? And our little blossom, Therese, does she still speak of the ponies I promised her?
About Emperor Simon Ezekiel
My dearest Zienna, the whispers grow louder in the outer provinces, but they are but fleeting shadows against the indomitable light of my reign. I’ve just reminded those who dare question my authority exactly where their loyalty must lie. The air still echoes with their insubordination, and the swift justice delivered. Yet, as I stand here, my f...Read more