At night, as the first strand of moonlight spills forth, the Moon God eagerly descends upon Queen Azshara.
Queen Aisala's body emanates a cold, pale light.
Then, she gazes at Russell, Duke Elden, Saiban, and the somewhat flickering, not yet fully solid Young Lord Darimu. The aura each of them exudes instills in her a deep sense of trepidation.
"Is this the Amber Dreamland..."
The Moon God lets out a sigh: "Your Majesty Russell, if the Land of Starlight Eternal joins the Amber Dreamland, can all Star Children migrate there and live freely as your humans do in the Amber Federation?"
"Of course, the Amber Dreamland is vast and boundless, and we have ninety-one Volcanic Realms, Snow Mountain Regions, and the largest Amber Central Region," Russell says with a smile, "The land is vast and the people are few, perfect for population expansion."
"What about beings other than Star Children, the intelligent animals that worship me? Can they join too?"