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[Anastasia]

At this Syala nudges your side with her elbow, at your side in an instant. "Cantenora is still a better name than Martin," she says, with gentle firmness.

[Ebiris]

"It's really not," Alicia says flatly.

[Anastasia]

Smiling widely now, "What's wrong with it," Syala asks as she starts to walk forward, "It's a majestic name for a cat. Inspiring. Imagine Cantenora atop the Opal Mountain, watching all of Sylica while grooming himself?"

[Ebiris]

"It's not majestic, it's a silly joke name. That's why Marie liked it so much," Alicia says with a note of pique. "Why don't you ask Sharess if there has ever been a cat in history called Cantenora?"

[Anastasia]

Laughing at it all, Syala heads along but pauses, "Dear? I love you." Taking your hands, "Even when you're denying the majesty of a wonderful name."

[Ebiris]

"And I love you enough to let you get away with such tasteless suggestions," Alicia says indulgently, taking Syala's hands in her own.

[Anastasia]

With a ripple of divine will, in an instant the two of you are high above Valora.

For now, Valora is a simple collection of buildings and docks in progress. It is placed in a natural bay, a soft sea breeze blowing. Your servants build below, muscle and magic married to talent to see it constructed. A handful of ships are in the large, vaguely circular bay.

[Ebiris]

Did she just teleport us there?

[Anastasia]

Yes, somehow a line got lost there. Edited.

[Ebiris]

Alicia looks down. "Do you want to just fly down there and make ourselves known?" Alicia asks. "I was thinking we'd make it an official visit, give everyone time to pretty things up for us and plan an itinerary of things to show off for us to marvel at their hard work."

Playing to her ethos there, but it's her ethos for a reason.

[Anastasia]

"That was the idea," Syala admits, "Better to catch them as they are, than they are after preparing. It's more realistic that way."

[Ebiris]

"I thought that's what the incognito visits were for, but as you like it. I'll follow your lead here," Alicia allows since Syala seems intent on things.

[Anastasia]

With this, Syala flies down in a lazy spiral. She descends with her lights ablaze, radiance soon getting looks up. Gestures and calls follow, "Queen Alicia! Queen Consort Syala!" Work is paused as hundreds and hundreds kneel, all as Syala gently touches down.

[Ebiris]

Alicia's booted feet click onto the ground a second after Syala's bare feet do, looking over everything and letting Syala decide what or who they're going to examine in more detail or if she's going to make any kind of proclamation.

[Anastasia]

Syala stays there several long moments, letting the silence stretch and mature, growing heavy and full in the air. At last she declares, "Come forth, Galas."

The celestial that comes forth is an astral deva. He kneels before Syala, hair a pale white-blonde and body covered in muscle. He wears golden banded armor, his mace at his side. "I am here to serve," he intones.

"Return to work, the rest of you," Syala declares, and as people do that after a few moments, "We wish to see the progress of this city -" Raising her voice, "The city of Valora, which shall grow to be a mighty port."