Dawn of New Covenant
Severnaya awoke to a sound she hadn't heard in a while: birds singing, announcing the morning sunlight. Dawn had just broke and sunlight began to pour over the mountaintops into the palace's guest room. The last thing she remembered was being on her back, looking up at Ragara Kitono, with an essence bomb in one hand and a flamepiece in the other. Her body ached from the injuries the incurred the day before; somebody had tended to her wounds, she realized, as she felt the bandages. She sat up in the bed.
"Oh good, you're awake," a servant said as he entered the room. There was no time to rest, she thought as she spoke, "I need you to spread word that I will be giving a major speech at Zenith." She thought for a moment about which location would be the most symbolic for the words she was to deliver. "In Scytheholde, outside of City Hall."
"As you wish," the servent said, bowed, then quickly departed.
In progress...