Cedar Sweep I Fight Fire With Fire

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Since his return to Tuktu Hinterlands, he always had eyes on her. The woman that seemed to tether him to the here and now. Leonidas both despised yet appreciated the structure for it was due to her initiative and planning that their Empire would rise again to its former glory. Though he would never admit this to her lest he wanted to be reminded of it for the rest of his days.

If they were successful, if the two were able to claim these lands and rule over those who were worthy, only then would he reach enlightenment and curry favor with the Gods for all eternity. In simple terms, The Roman would never die, even after his final breath. 

Silently the jeweled Emperor followed his soon to be betrothed until she had rested herself next to an active river. "Dysis." A command of her attention, yet the voice was soft and his eyes held no fire.