I'm not an aquatic ruler, I'm a wet one

She sighed.

The rain hadn't stopped.

It had been four days of rain, now, with only brief gaps between. It wasn't just a summer thunderstorm, it was a torrential downpour. It was as if the sky had decided that they'd been far too dry and needed a whole year's worth of rain all at once.

It was unfortunate. She'd been so looking forward to her joust, and now it had been delayed. The arena had been built in a basin that flooded, and the roads leading to the arena had washed away and flooded as well.

The entire lower city had flooded.

They'd had to evacuate the people living in it. She didn't know what the damage would be when it was over. How many people had lost everything. How many homes were washed away.