“Lesbiannicus had not always been the capital city in fact we had none. There were no laws to abide by and depending where you lived those were the rules you had to follow, all was well. Queens ruled their cities as they saw fit, unfortunately the thirst for power fueled by greed began to cloud the mind causing many to seek to be the one and only true queen.”

“Knowing so, Jennicus used that to her advantage spreading lies forcing all to believe Queen Lenore was the cause of it all.”

“Jennicus involvement came towards when reconciliation was reached and all was at peace. You see, when we met in Nephelé there was no need for no others presence between us three we controlled 72% of the world. If we could decide and come up with an agreement it didn’t matter if the rest followed or not. It was during those discussions Lenores compassion despite the blood shed she hoped to see all prosper including those born without wealth. Her compassionate demeanor did not go unnoticed. There a common law was written for all to obey and Lesbiannicus was declared the capital city with Queen Lenore sitting at the head of the throne making her the one and only true queen above all, even above both Avile and I. Once everyone was notified there were a few attempted rebellions in protest but as the years past it was clear to everyone especially me that the time spent in Nephelé the right decisions were made. Queen Lenore never made an enemy. Years went by with each city growing in strength and prosperity, it was during those peaceful times Jennicus used past events to ignite old feuds that worked in her favor.”

“Fucking cunt, “Gaia says disgustingly which caused a shocked look to appear on Queen Maias face.

“Apologies your majesty for poor choice of words.”

“No need I despise the fucking cunt all the same, “she says smiling looking ahead, “Welcome ladies to Natticulus wondrous training camp.” Both Bette and Gaia stood in awe there before them were hundreds of soldiers sparing with each other, blacksmiths making swords while the architects sat nearby designing new weapons, jousting matches took place, the young runts (young soldiers) ran around assisting the legion they were assigned too, and the horses were carefully groomed and healthy. As they slowly walked passed they bowed in acknowledgment of their queen and nodded their heads to both Bette and Gaia as a sign of respect. From the moment they appeared on Natticulus soil word had spread of their arrival they wore the royal colors of Lesbiannicus a sign of their loyalty to the late queen. Looking into the eyes of each soldier they passed it was beginning to feel more like home.