The first decade after the bloodshed, there was still much to repair, and despair about. Despite this, the empress tried her hardest to force a happier smile on the reptilian lips of her people. She quietly worked out a convoy that would roam from her desert palace, through most of the main roads with cheer through that summer season, and many more to come. In the process, she was quick to work and feed through networks of spies, invitations, and small council meetings, slowly building up the world in her head, and through whispers at round tables.
Civil disobedience was observed in a few spots, and the poor were considered "Rags" of the era for their war torn poverty, and ragged of possessions.
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