The sculptured rise of cheekbone nestled into her husband's touch, savouring the ecstatic sensation of it, a gentle murmur ushered like a lullaby resounded behind closed apertures in exuberance, how she adored these intimate moments that were just betwixt them. Even his voice, his words echoed throughout her epitome in energies none could fathom, traversed the very threads of the tapestries and reverberated beyond that time and space. She could only hope that words would not sour the ambiance, but it became more apparent as the moments passed that it was not going to be a peaceful hour. It wasn't a delicate situation, but it was one that had to be played a particular way to have the advantage no one or thing could refute or contest unless it was by combat and war. War could easily be thwarted if that was not the truthful of intentions, all it would take is for the cowardly to stay pinned to the stars they hid behind and pray to their Gods that the pleonectic void would not seek the ultimate of tributes.
"Tra Eesomk. I krorr corr srak Eesom, bacoika sros ek vru omd vros sraae ora, omd mu komcae moka verr aqar cromsa vru omd vros sraae ora. Traae roqa sodam aqarae uma uk sraer curumeksk omd ku-corrad baruqad omd crarekrad vauvra kruk uma amd su omusrar vrera kisorcuosems es ok omusrar emqokeum ur emcirkeum kruk kuka kurca uiskeda sraer uvm, vram em srisr sraae roqa baam baremd aqarae kemsra uma uk sraer duvmkorrk. I suud sra Umkae vauvra kruk Lou'Toim bakura ra rod o cromca su ika srak ok o suur em rek vromk. I suud srak uis uk omae apioseum su ba ikad kur vrosaqar kaomk bae omaeuma. Traae roqa sraer reqak, sros I cuird roqa aokerae sodam omd vros ek em kae qarae mosira su du. Bis vros vuird sros bamakes ka ur ik? Wa soda vrosaqar ksuma ur vabbra va com kemd emksaod uk srruvems srak, omd kruk aocr ksuma ur vabbra va bierd om akvera. I duibs sraka mav Eesomk ur vrosaqar rumaaead moka sraae ika, aqam dmuv sraer uvm ocsior reksurae? Du sraae dmuv sra srisr uk es?"
["The Eitans. I shall call them Eitan, because that is who and what they are, and no fancy name will ever change who and what they are. They have taken every one of their colonists and so-called beloved and cherished people from one end to another while sugarcoating it as another invasion or incursion from some force outside their own, when in truth they have been behind every single one of their downfalls. I took the Unmei people from Lao'Taun before he had a chance to use them as a tool in his plans. I took them out of any equation to be used for whatever means by anyone. They have their lives, that I could have easily taken and what is in my very nature to do. But what would that benefit me or us? We take whatever stone or pebble we can find instead of throwing them, and from each stone or pebble we build an empire. I doubt these new Eitans or whatever honeyed name they use, even know their own actual history? Do they know the truth of it"]
There had been a lot of history Xytrinah knew and shared with the Eitan Ysi, though she never spoke of it; just as Koshiro had his history with them. Unknown to the direct natures of such, she never felt the need to rehash the past and bring up events neither cared to recall. Despite the little mentions here and there, it had never been a topic of discussion until now. Xytrinah could only hope that wherever they had found comfort or consanguinity and continue on their journey forwards with what little they had and rebuild it unrefutably was in their best interests to forget that Ayenee existed... and find peace in their failures. That would be the intelligent thing to do, they were outnumbered, outmanoeuvred, out of their league. They barely could even defeat the Nepei, the Umarians had eviscerated some of their worlds with next to no effort; she doubted they were capable of even defeating the Shen let alone the present force on the horizon and that smothered the heavens above were the embodiment of supremacy.
"Dakvesa sra seqems uk okmaksae, I vokm's ku bamaqurams su ubkarqa reka, vreur, I vok ku dadecosad su arodecosems omd cumkikems es omd dakvesa sros ovvasesa sros iiks ekm's kosad, I raorms o srems ur svu. I odqomcad varr baaeumd kae kurabaorark vru ora kserr duems sra koka srems sraae vara duems bakura sra kerks ksor kruma em sra erraqucobra dordmakk omd kuum oksar sra sreksamems urbk sros domsrad reda urmokamsk um uir srraodk ok sremdask omd vroaesremsk. Oir brocd roqamuik samdrerk kruvrae cuerad oruimd, raekirarae okvraexeosems srak, ekbebems orr omd raoqems musrems. Samkarakk. Ekuseumrakk. Naqar kosekkead. Tram vros ek sra virvuka uk omaesrems?" ["Despite the giving of amnesty, I wasn't so benevolent to observe life, prior, I was so dedicated to eradicating and consuming it and despite that appetite that just isn't sated, I learnt a thing or two. I advanced well beyond my forebearers who are still doing the same thing they were doing before the first star shone in the irrevocable darkness and soon after the glistening orbs that dangled like ornaments on our threads as trinkets and playthings. Our black ravenous tendrils slowly coiled around, leisurely asphyxiating them, imbibing all and leaving nothing. Senseless. Emotionless. Never satisfied. Then what is the purpose of anything?"]
There was always a larger entity, a greater omnipotence of the processes in which creators utilized to make all that was and is. Those who took forth from the fabrics of the universe and created, manipulated the spaces upon which life and demise was set. Yet, political and opinionated divide had forever taken up sly legions amongst the miscreants willing to cloak them and accept them with their differences of opinion. The sharp stings of betrayal and political resolve that fell short of explaining the powerful shockwave of emotion and raw foundational, expulsions even they would feel tremble within their thin crimson blood. The only way life could truly be celebrated was to live, to have purpose in that existence beyond the mundane of need and it sometimes came with duty when one possessed a title that civilizations looked to in times of need and peril. And the same could be said for death- that cold embrace of the taking of life, it bought satisfaction for a time until the next cull itched beneath the veins like a toxin.
"Sukasrems vok koed su ka umca. I krorr mus ravaos es ur vrekvar esk uresemk ok sraae ora emkesmekecoms su ik. Bis I roqa rums vruqam es korka omd roqa rod sra roks roisr. Is'k umrae corread ok o rakemdar su vros I vok omd vru I ok muv." ["Something was said to me once. I shall not repeat it or whisper its origins as they are insignificant to us. But I have long proven it false and have had the last laugh. It's only carried as a reminder to what I was and who I am now. "] Confident that Koshiro knew her well enough to speculate the meaning of that dialogue, spoken in soft mellifluous lilt- symphonious in the seductive plumes of quintessence. Elaboration of personal moments openly shared to place emphasis on the situation and the weight of this world on shoulders that wished not to carry it- it was a mutual passion communicated quite unmistaken. Despite anything done and said, she moved with him and if they were one, a united unit that could not be divided by any force, action or opinion. There were not just responsible for worlds, systems or universes; they governed spirals and voids that were the first to blossom creation from seismic tarry depths and with them countless beings thrived, excelled and connected allegiance to them. There was little in the means of real resistance.
"Tra Fadaroseum ora iiks vovmk sros srirae kruird ba rakuqad kruk sraer vrocak um sra crakkbuord. Huvaqar, I com amsarsoem srek. Traae com emkurk ik uk kicr brudam kurcak, omd va com rakemd srak uk sra vukeseum sraae ora axocsrae em omd sros srara ek umrae uma voae sraae com kuqa muv. Nu cukvrukeka. Traae com amsarsoem ik bae sra rakuqor uk omae Eesom kivvursark, ur omae em uvvukeseum uk Memiim emdakemesarae ok o kesm uk suud koesr, kruird sraae vekr su rakoem um sraer cukkursobra vadaksork sros va biers sra kuimdoseumk kur." ["The Federation are just pawns that truly should be removed from their places on the chessboard. However, I can entertain this. They can inform us of such broken forces, and we can remind them of the position they are exactly in and that there is only one way they can move now. No compromise. They can entertain us by the removal of any Eitan supporters, or any in opposition of Minjun indefinitely as a sign of good faith, should they wish to remain on their comfortable pedestals that we built the foundations for. "]
A Federation was only as good as the governance it provided its people, to serve the people of Ayenee and not themselves- on several occasions now her eyes alone had witnessed as well as his. If there was ever a hell on a singular planet, this was certainly the place. Superstition was no longer the religion founded by its old and dusty books—it had been replaced by illogic and science (argued usually by the senseless, the scholar or the power-driven zealot). Citizens openly clashing over boundaries and ‘claimed territory’ rights, and those alien to this world, had no official pull there. Unable to tender negotiations between either the minor government or the Ayenee Empire regardless of its state of ruin and fall within the federations causing a breach in defence hegemony- an old headache and evidence speaking, still was. The Federation had already received the brunt of a squirmish assault during the First Umarian War; and that had only just been a tickle to the fun spots in comparison to the possibilities should one provoke the wrong entity. Perhaps they could smooth it all over with a cup of tea?
The notion of what she referred to as "tea" made Xytrinah chuckle at the reminiscence.
"Parrovk suu, va kruird kamd o vukscord ur svu omd rurr uis sra varcuka corvas? I'rr varcuka sra dacroroseum uk uvvukeseum- varrovk sraae'rr brems o kries bokdas! Wa roqa mu maad kur sraer cumkurkesae, orreomcak ur vaavems kur axumaroseum. I du ruvaqar kissaks o sruruisr kcom uk srek vurrd kur dmuvm kesmosirak; sraae koda sra keksoda uk iuemems sra UAR, omd rard vukeseum em sra keresorae imdar Lou'Toim, va com ika sruka ok crukk rakaramca?" ["Perhaps we should send a postcard or two and roll out the welcome carpet? I'll welcome the declaration of opposition- perhaps they'll bring a fruit basket! We have no need for their conformity, alliances or weeping for exoneration. I do however suggest a thorough scan of this world for known signatures; they made the mistake of joining the UAR, and held position in the military under Lao'Taun, we can use those as cross reference? "] Moving elegantly to bring her back to Koshiro's front, leaning back into the muscular torso of her husband and jewelled adorned digits seeking his hands with intent to be engulfed in his embrace and breach any distance twixt their elegant physiques.
"Sruird omae uk srak rakoem rara, omd I dmuv o kav rakoem kserr, bacoika sraae dmuv mu bassar, bis ras'k ruva sraae kpiaodad ukk uma ressra kakkosa bakura sraae sas kris duvm. Ik sraae voms su dmuv, sraae com cuka omd kaa es kur srakkarqak. I kemd srek crerdekr rubbae uk kakkosak bocd omd kursr sadeuik." ["Should any of them remain here, and I know a few remain still, because they know no better, but let's hope they squeaked off one little message before they get shut down. If they want to know, they can come and see it for themselves. I find this childish hobby of messages back and forth tedious."] Drawing back harshly the oxygen she did not require to fill lungs but more to emphasis the sound of displeasure. "Or kae ruqa, du va ras srak rim ukk kpiaodems su sarr sraer ksureak?" ["Or my love, do we let them run off squeaking to tell their stories?"] Resting now the back of her head against Koshiro's chest as Stygian eyes closed gently beneath ebonized lashes, "Yie hiz, I msixi siri shiiv ririleis mili ih es ii rith fisixiv, eh iel isilsith vsiiths." ["You know, I have some good memories here of us too my beloved, in our early days."]
The tremble of the earth and observatory aroused her perception to return to the present, relishing in the disruption and panic the Ath-lakegn must be causing to the unsuspecting citizens and whatever was remaining of Ayenee's military arms. "Tho Dlukav naxok uvk ik vadh ad e dokadudaav, doladadav uvk ukkodado." ["The Dragon moves as do we in dedication, ferocity and appetite."] Quietly uttered in reply to Koshiro. Once again closing her eyes and just listening to the acceleration of engines and marching formation assailing the barren terrain beneath them. "Muav ho ko xaddalaaik, uvk dho kiulkauvk davol rav av kiknakkaav. I urnakd door ovxaaik I un vad dholo da koo adk uidinv kid dirr ad klako ud adk rukd koukav." ["May he be victorious, and the guardians cower low in submission. I almost feel envious I am not there to see its autumn but full of pride at its last season."] With Minjun "blessings" were sent, it was conjured in the black sanguine veils that clashed like angry tides against the cliffs of eternity- a "dark gift" should it be needed to call upon. A piece of her, given to him, covertly.
Granting a moment to smooth the nature of topic with the endearment of how much she truly loved him, no care for whatever was listening or spying at any given point of their arrival. Allowing the tone of his voice to reverberate, drift through the spirals and tapestries to coalesque, speaking as if lost somewhere between a dream and some other dark place, "Wo khurr nood vadh dhak Anav Lua, hakodirrav kho huk kano avkakhd da vholo dhoav kduvk av davkivddaav vadh ik uvk...." ["We shall meet with this Amy Lao, hopefully she has some insight to where they stand in conjunction with us and...."] Not caring to repeat the name again after having mentioned it despite wanting to bite her tongue. Wanting to keep a graceful calm resolve for the sake of their son. "I un kilo dhud ail kav varr vad akkodd da avai kakkokkavk dolduav vakdurkad loradk. Ho kvavk ad avail kukkaavk da akduav dhon uvk da ukk da avail darroddaav, I un kilo ho vairk ko havailok da khulo dhak vadh avai, nav hould." ["I am sure that our son will not object to you possessing certain nostalgic relics. He knows of your passions to obtain them and to add to your collection, I am sure he would be honoured to share this with you, my heart."]
There was much to organize and discuss with other Empires, the proposals of the Shen Empire and other business of Corporation and further progress in their own military upgrades which we all underway back in the Ursthollosha Spiral. Business at least could be taken care of there without hinderance, and she was sure the Shen would use her time away to their advantage but with the military arms just outside their system they certainly would not lack a response to demands. The coronation would go ahead as planned, there were only a couple of foresights to be cleared up leading up to the procession and festivities. She would glance over production in the later hours of the oncoming day as well as other financial assets and gains. There was a moment of concern for the welfare of Minjun, but Xytrinah maintained her complete faith with conviction.