Post by Zuqetta on Sept 5, 2024 7:02:31 GMT -5
"Nothin' to it, I'm sure things will go smoothly with the task in your hands." Zuqetta would respond, taking a more casual approach, "Agreed, no time like the present. It's why I enacted change the moment I claimed the throne, and it's why I continue down the path I have." she'd remark, making her way back to her desk, "Well, here's to hoping the future of Plant is an even brighter and prosperous one!" she'd cheer, giving a smile as Vocado made his way for the door, "Oh! One more thing, sorry ta say, but ya can't take Jagaimo with ya. I've appointed her Captain of the Royal Guard, so she's Kingdom bound for the time being. Feel free ta take along anyone else however, there's plenty of capable soldiers if ya know where ta look!"
With nothing more to say, Vocado would have his leave, and Zuqetta would once more be left to her own devices. And escort would take Vocado from the tower, escorting him wherever he needed to go unless dismissed.
Zuqetta would release a long breath, sitting back in her seat with a sigh of relief. Lifting her hand, a quick swath of light magic would wash over her form, changing her royal attire into something much more casual. "Pheeeew... Having to keep up that more official tone and stuff is tiring." she'd remark with a small chuckle, "Well, hehe, glad there wasn't another fight. I get enough challenges from Tulsay." she'd remark, leaning towards her desk as she began to push aside some paperwork, "I hope he sends home some real goodies, maybe then..."
Zuqetta's eyes were focused on a particular document before her, one with the royal seal, implying it was for the eyes of only she and the highest up in the Kingdom. The New Sadala restoration project; a possibly hostile name, but one meant to inspire her people. If their old home could not be restored, then Plant would be their home. The war had been won, and territories of the Tuffles claimed; the potential resources Vocado could send would aid in this project. While the dream was still merely in the stages of conception, should Zuqetta have been able to successfully restore Plant to its prime, then this world would be the Saiyans, New Sadala.
With nothing more to say, Vocado would have his leave, and Zuqetta would once more be left to her own devices. And escort would take Vocado from the tower, escorting him wherever he needed to go unless dismissed.
Zuqetta would release a long breath, sitting back in her seat with a sigh of relief. Lifting her hand, a quick swath of light magic would wash over her form, changing her royal attire into something much more casual. "Pheeeew... Having to keep up that more official tone and stuff is tiring." she'd remark with a small chuckle, "Well, hehe, glad there wasn't another fight. I get enough challenges from Tulsay." she'd remark, leaning towards her desk as she began to push aside some paperwork, "I hope he sends home some real goodies, maybe then..."
Zuqetta's eyes were focused on a particular document before her, one with the royal seal, implying it was for the eyes of only she and the highest up in the Kingdom. The New Sadala restoration project; a possibly hostile name, but one meant to inspire her people. If their old home could not be restored, then Plant would be their home. The war had been won, and territories of the Tuffles claimed; the potential resources Vocado could send would aid in this project. While the dream was still merely in the stages of conception, should Zuqetta have been able to successfully restore Plant to its prime, then this world would be the Saiyans, New Sadala.
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