A faint laugh comes from Nyota as he moves a hand to the strap of his satchel. “I come with request.” Emperor Gust follows the laugh as he nods. “As so many do to this court.” He leans forward a little as his hands cup to his lap. “But what do I have to offer that the crown itself could not conjure for you?” Nyota’s voice lowers as his head sways a little to the side. “Well, I require the use of the Léux.” A faint gaspe rolls through the room as Emperor Gust himself even takes a on a stunned look. Though his calm face comes back to him as he settles to his throne. “I have always respected your direct methods, Nyota. Though this is a very... interesting request.” “I am far too old for games, your Majesty.” Emperor Gust waves his right …show more content…
“And yet you wish to arm one.” The words only tighten Nyota’s face as the old satyr gives a swift and stern reply. “Power is neither good nor bad, only so in our hands.” Another faint laugh rolls from Emperor Gust as he nods. “Only a fool arms their executor.” Nyota folds his hands behind his back as a slight cough rolls through him. “Would you believe me a fool?” “No.” Emperor Gust cocks his head. “I might, being that you would so bluntly ask of me to give you such a power when I could simply take it.” Nyota widens his eyes as he looks around the room with a laugh. He pats a hand to the bag around him as he trails on. “Perhaps you should kill me, take the unfinished item and do with it what you would. It is after all nearly done, a kingdom in the sky more grand than any before or any after.” He motions to Clover and Preston as he continues. “Simply throw us from the city’s edge.” The words bring an uneasy feeling to both Preston and Clover as they sway in their stance, Preston even coughing a little as his throat tightens. Emperor Gust holds a wide smile as he leans forward, his wings flexing a little to his back. “A good ruler would never put his subjects n