The Council’s support was being bought with a newly written Constitution.
The Republic’s atrocities were being met with a newly forged fleet. He could not simply order the Councilors who represented his worlds to fall into line and support him. He could not command the Republic of Faith and Reason to lay down their arms. The Protectorate of the Mage-King of Mars- his Protectorate-was embroiled in an ugly war against a breakaway state, which limited the reach of his word and his power. He was the oldest living Rune Wright, the eldest of that strange breed of Mage who could not only wield magic but see it.Ī century of life had taught him that knowledge of his limits was more important than knowledge of his power.
He was the third person to ever sit the throne in Olympus Mons that controlled the most powerful magical amplifier known to mankind. Desmond Michael Alexander the Third, Mage-King of Mars, took a certain degree of satisfaction in the awareness of both his power and his limits.
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