Not Much Of A Fight

Archer was at the main docks with Inara, who joined him with a cup of tea in hand while wrapped in one of his shirts. He looked at the older woman, who looked sleepy with messy grey hair, and wondered why she joined him.

''Why did you wake up so early?.'' he asked with a curious voice.

She looked at him while letting out a yawn before answering. ''I wanted to spend time with you.''

''Okay, that's fine with me,'' Archer answered as the 1st Fleet pulled into the harbor carrying hundreds of government officials that will help incorporate the captured land into the Draconia Empire.

''So is it true that we're an empire now?'' Inara asked as her tail stroked against his thigh.

A shiver shot down his spine before answering. ''Yes. Once we take Duskfire and accept the Coya Empire's surrender, we will own the southern part of Avidia. I still need to take the islands, which shouldn't be a problem if I capture some sea monsters.''