Nemene walked along the promenade of the world known as Zygerria Dozens of people passed her by each one offering a respectful bow or a nod of their head. She smiled at each of them in turn and inclined her head. None of them knew who she really was of course, but she was finely dressed in silks and circlets of gold, and to them that meant royalty, and royalty was respected here.
That was what she liked about Zygerria the peasants knew to stay peasants and the royals stayed royal. She so enjoyed when everything was right in the world, and on Zygerria, everything always seemed right.
Against her thigh her lightsaber swished slightly, making noises as it passed over soft silks again and again. Her face became softer and more kind as she took in the pleasant aromas of perfumes and flowers.
Yes, she loved this world.
Slowly the Queen of Rattatak kept on walking, slowly making her way towards the markets. There was more commoners there, but it didn't matter. Anyone who was at least half intelligent would stay away from her, and anyone that didn't...well they would find out why it was such a poor idea not to.
[member="Keziah Denko"]
That was what she liked about Zygerria the peasants knew to stay peasants and the royals stayed royal. She so enjoyed when everything was right in the world, and on Zygerria, everything always seemed right.
Against her thigh her lightsaber swished slightly, making noises as it passed over soft silks again and again. Her face became softer and more kind as she took in the pleasant aromas of perfumes and flowers.
Yes, she loved this world.
Slowly the Queen of Rattatak kept on walking, slowly making her way towards the markets. There was more commoners there, but it didn't matter. Anyone who was at least half intelligent would stay away from her, and anyone that didn't...well they would find out why it was such a poor idea not to.
[member="Keziah Denko"]