She nods, though her back is to Scorpius right now.
"My stepfather. For lack of a better term for him. He was another of my mother's comrades in arms in the Heresy War and the Premier of Vane before I appointed Draco and Nash in the position."
Mia strokes Cepheus's hair, thoughtful.
"Most people will remember him, however, as Magic Emperor Ghaleon, the man who tried to enslave the world in his mad quest to attain godhood."
She points to a tall, black structure that looks almost like a chess rook in the distance.
"That is what remains of the Grindery, his horrid moving castle."
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"My stepfather. For lack of a better term for him. He was another of my mother's comrades in arms in the Heresy War and the Premier of Vane before I appointed Draco and Nash in the position."
Mia strokes Cepheus's hair, thoughtful.
"Most people will remember him, however, as Magic Emperor Ghaleon, the man who tried to enslave the world in his mad quest to attain godhood."
She points to a tall, black structure that looks almost like a chess rook in the distance.
"That is what remains of the Grindery, his horrid moving castle."