“You speak ill of him before, now you defend him?” she shook her head and took a drink, confused “I suppose things are different where you are from, this Gaia, of which you speak. If you are truly content under his rule, then that is your choice. Should you require an alliance in the future, I will arrange it. Tell me though, how do you protect the planet? Are you a moderator of crops?”
“Not defending him, just his methods..” She herself grimaced a little, trying to make sense of it herself. Surely it could have been worded better, but the subject had already been dropped, changed into another - still about her. She was a modest type, but understood the queen’s curiosity. She’d just have to try and revert some questions back to her. “You could say that… since it’s one of the jobs that come with it. I help keep it from anyone who may try to harm it.” She took a small sip of her wine, unsure of how else to describe her duties.
“It is quite a responsibility you have. Crops are a vital part to any kingdom, without them people die. In times of famine, what can you do to bring the crops back?” The Queen had all but dropped the topic of her ruler and was now focusing on the possibilities this woman could create for her. It would always be nice to have her talent around in instances of famine.
“We, uhm.. we never have famine.” They have selective starvation, but not famine. She’s always made sure of that. “Plants are always growing. To keep them growing, healthy, all it takes is a little redirection of the… energies. Of the planet. Never too hard.”
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“Gold does not exist where you are from?” she questioned, her expression one of confusion and curiosity. “Such a strange...
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She shook her head some. “You weren’t listening. It has nothing to do with the soil - well, a little, but the soil only...
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