The Craftsman 325 The Coming Storm

The book shelves surrounding her where part of the trees that made up the room and the lighting was made from a luminescent plant hidden behind the canopy casting the room in a light green glow. The desk and chair she sat in was also alive as every other plant within the palace.

She had built this land herself, even the forest where everything resided. And now as she thought back to the time far before this relaxed life she had, she couldn't help but feel completely at the mercy of the universal powers.

Her people as she had learned had long since weakened in the universe if what Daedalus said was true. Stuck on a planet where there bloodline, while powerful, couldn't grow to its true height. She could only hope to return sooner, she had hope that Daedalus could succeed where she had failed.

Removing the depressed thoughts from her mind she rose from her chair. She had to be an empress and all that, but she had been that for thousands of years. Maybe it was time she changed that.

Walking out of the study she made her way through the gravel paths and flower beds. And she reached Daedalus courtyard. The masters of Daedalus bowed as she entered and she gave them a wave to which they left.

Then she walked inside and took a look at Daedalus, he was still unconscious. She then sat there beside him and said quietly "The coming times will be difficult, impossibly so, I just hope you can make it all work out."

Brus.h.i.+ng the hair on his face to the side she couldn't help but compare him to how he looked when he arrived. He was a middle aged man with wrinkled and greying hair. Yet now his greying hair had turned a light brown and his skin was as fair as a child's. He didn't look prepared for the weight of a universe.

So she stood and turned away before saying "I hope you will be strong enough Daedalus, you will need it dearly."

As she left Daedalus' eyes opened to reveal a look of confusion and worry. Unfortunately this look quickly disappeared as he returned to the unconscious world. And as he slept Ceridwen made her way to the teleportation formation.

Within moments she had arrived in the dwarven empire. As she met she was met by Artair. The look on his face spoke volumes. He looked scared, happy, worried and confused. It was rare to see that many emotions on an emperor.

As he opened his mouth to speak, Ceridwen shook her head and hugged him. It should be know but they had once been together, but after a loss they had grown apart. As they hugged Ceridwen cried, in both sadness and fear. The two of them knew of the storm that approached their peaceful homes.