"The Emperor told me about the new Holy Land for Lady Rheanne,"
"Are you serious about that?"
Brandon leaned back against the smooth stone edge of the pool, "Yes. I'm serious."
Scylla stared at him with a thoughtful look "Turning an entire kingdom into a holy nation dedicated to Lady Rheanne... that's not a small declaration, Kael. That's going to shake the entire continent."
"Both Cene and Eurasania have been eyeing Nacirfa for decades. Now you want to take it off the board completely and turn it into sacred ground?"
She let out a low whistle, running a hand through her wet black hair.
"If anyone else suggested it, I'd call them crazy."
She glanced at him again, "But coming from you… I can actually see it working. Especially with Lady Rheanne behind it."
"Still... it's going to cause chaos at first. Religious factions, jealous nobles, pissed-off warlords who wanted a piece of Nacirfa. You ready for all that?"
"Or is this a long-term scheme of yours?"
