Lady Lillian

Rosewood was a city of beauty, a stark contrast to Xeloria's strict order. Knights in Rosewood carried themselves with elegance in the streets. As Dorian stared out the window, he saw nothing but satisfied citizens.

"This is a scene that is hard to see in Xeloria," admitted the hoar-headed young man, whose eyes revealed wisdom beyond his years. Joey sat with a straight back, filled with pride over what his lord had accomplished. "How does Rosewood ensure the satisfaction of its citizens?"

"Sharing," answered Joey with a smile. "My lord makes sure that everyone receives the bare minimum to sustain life. Those who are strong must protect the weak, she says. I have never seen a better leader than her."

"It sounds like someone from whom I can learn," added Dorian with a smile. "How can we meet her alone so I can convince her?"