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[color=f7941d]Location: Meraton Royal Palace, Meraton, Khomeria[/color]

Ceveut, 12th of Gerna[/center]

Remis smiled as she sat on the throne of Khomeria. She knew that she could easily seize the throne of the country if she wanted to. Lord Fokas Stormborn was loyal to her and at her orders, she could easily tell him to deny her brother entrance while she dealt with the two rebel leaders in her own way, however, she didn't wish for the throne, she would allow her brother into the country, knowing that he would deal with plain cities first before coming here.

Only a day later after she called out the two lords on their treason, the two sent messages that Kammeth no longer favored this dynasty and needed another and so, started to levy forces to fight her. She couldn't help but chuckle as she knew that the lords were even expecting that they would be able to win this rebellion with her at the head of Khomeria, though she wouldn't underestimate them. Lord Leimar Shattershield wasn't smart, but he was a brave and respected leader and while Lord Maridan was a good warrior, though it wasn't close to her level, he had a sharp mind and quick wits and didn't doubt that he would be able to convince his people to fight.

She had planned ahead, however, lady Armonia had come asking for help and she agreed to do so, if she and her wyvern knights beat lord Leimar's forces back. The people of Dertamis both highly respected and feared the Wyvern Knights and with most of the army being citizens of the city, it wouldn't be long until the sight of the beasts attacking would cause them to rout.

Lord Maridan was the only true threat now, but she wouldn't be able to get the aid of lord Fokas as the plain cities had revolted as well and he had gathered an army to quell these revolts, she would face him on her own. She didn't mind that however, she would prove to the world that they were still strong strategists, that the plague hadn't made them any weaker at all, and so, she and Dorias would have a stronger grip on the kingdom.

The door to the throne room opened and men in suits of armor entered inside. These men were the generals of Khomeria, the brightest military minds in the kingdom other than the noble families, all loyal to the king. They all took seats at the large round table that had been placed in the middle of the throne room and stared at Remis, waiting for her to speak up. She took a deep breath and rose from the throne and walked towards her seat at the round table and spoke loudly.

"My good men, I welcome you with open arms!" she said with a simple smile. These men were partly aware of who she was, so a deceiving smile wouldn't fool these men.

"And we accept your heartfelt welcome, my lady!" the men spoke one after the other with smiles of their own. However, after all the welcomes had been exchanged, she looked at the map that had been set in front of her. It was a detailed map of Khomeria, of all the forests, rivers and even to the smallest creeks.

"My lords, I don't wish to hold you all here for too long, so let's do this quickly, shall we?" she asked and placed her finger on a small river only 20 kilometers west from Meraton. The river in it's entirety had only one bridge that lead to Meraton, even if the enemy troops tried to brave the rivers flow, her troops would beat them back. "This is the only way Lord Maridan can get to Meraton, if we block his path and repel him here, we'll defeat them in an instant."

"My lady regent, but what about Lord Leimar's forces?" one of the old generals asked, she knew who this was, this man had served her father Karmius faithfully, even when losing two of his three sons to the plague.

"I have the wyvern knights dealing with them, my lords, they'll be easily routed when they see the mighty beasts pouring fire and boulders from the sky." she answered to the old general. "It is lord Maridan we have to focus now, he has raised an army twice the size of Lord Leimar... over 8.000 soldiers."

The generals now began speaking to one another about this for about an hour, trying to find different tactics to this, but in the end, they all relented and eventually agreed to her plan.

"What are we waiting for then, my lords?" she asked. "Gather your armies, we have some rebels to defeat!"

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City of Dertamis, Khomeria[/center]

Lord Leimar was tapping the round table and anxiously awaited for his generals to arrive. As he now trusted nobody but his family right now, Leimar had appointed his own sister Morya second in command to him, the rest of the generals he knew to be brave, but was unsure of their loyalty and had them always under supervision of his own men, so that if they ever thought to switch sides, he would be aware of it.

His hand formed in a fist as his thoughts rested on lady Remis and thought of how he would kill her for her transgressions against him. However, his expression softened and his hand was no longer a fist. The young lady was too beautiful to be killed and he would leave her alive after this, maybe he would even ask for her hand. But he shook his head, after all, he would first have to defeat the professional khomerian army in his way and that was hard, even with his 4 to 1 numerical advantage.

His train of thought was however broken when the door to the throne room creaked open. From it emerged his sister, Morya, as always, dressed in her fur clothing rather than the clothing of nobles. Close behind her were the rest of the generals and notable soldiers in his army. With no word exchanged, everyone took their respective place at the table and awaited for Morya of all people to speak on how the levying of troops had went. She rose from her seat and spoke in a commanding tone:

"My lords, we have 4.500 men under our command, with this, we'll have to overcome the garrison at Meraton and a possible royal force... do you think it will be enough?" she asks the men there.

For the most part, the men there nodded and murmured that this would be more than enough troops, the younger brother to her own deceased husband rose. "My lady and lord, we outnumber the force of their garrison and total army 2 to 1, plus with lord Steelskin's larger army, we'll be able to easily overcome them even if it comes down to a siege!" the young man said in a proud tone, smilling.

However, Leimar rose from his seat and frowned. "You're forgetting two things, boy, the first is that the troops we're facing, unlike our own troops, are professional soldiers, not levies." he spoke. "And second, we don't have the time, Lord Fokas will put down the revolts of the plain cities fairly fast and will come onto us with his full might. If at the time we'll be in a siege, then we'll be both outmatched and outnumbered."

The boy, embarrassed sat back in his own seat and allowed Leimar to continue. "Lady Remis will most likely seek to end lord Maridan in one decisive battle at the Romya river. We have to prevent her from doing that and show her that we are threatening Meraton and have her retreat her forces." he says, his eyes studying every detail of the map. "If we do that, then we'll 12.000 soldiers surrounding the capital which will have around 2.000 defenders, more or less." he says.

"But we will have to assault the city in order to tire out the troops and force them to exhaust their limited supplies before Lord Fokas comes bearing down on us with his own army." Morya says, a bit skeptical of the plan. "And we both know that if the plan works, the troops inside will be the better disciplined ones."

"Well, then let's hope that Ra-hun-ru favors us and Aegis will forsake them." Garimas, one of the general speaks with a large smile. "We'll be able to overcome them, my lord, don't worry!"

"I hope you are right old friend. Morya, gentlemen, order the mobilization of the troops, we're heading out!"