Dame Caesennia had never left Ravenna before. Twenty-eight years old, a centurion of the Bronze Legion, and yet still she has never seen a place outside of her home island with her own two eyes.
A week and a declaration of war ago, that changed.
Now she finds herself in Sameria, and receiving the attention of a merchant woman whom she swiftly grows attached to as they talk about their lives, jobs, and magic.
Basically just a short story I made for Valentines Day that I posted very, very close to the deadline where I finally let Caesennia be happy and give out some of my ideas for this game’s magic system, lol.
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Figured that as all of you are interested in my other writing, you may also like this.
not saying im NOT interested in your writing, like I’ll probably have a look sometime, but I don’t remember ever saying i was, unless I’m just remembering wrong?
appreciate the thought regardless, and again I’ll look sometime
edit: ok yea ive worked out how it may have been implied. apologies for the confusion. feel free to continue to ping me tho, i dont mind!
littles dids you knows, I already had a look (I didn’t read too far though I’ll read more)
I liked the part where caesennia was so utterly shocked she forgot how to pronounce prometheus
wait prometheus’s what
yuri of my favourite game??
count me in
I see that you’ve already read mine on AO, so I feel that I should tell you that I have more on my AO3 author page.
