A few years had passed since Donari left the Dome, taking up residence in her new home. No. Fortress. She stood in front of the now finished structure, expanding several metres upwards and dozens of metres in width, nestled against the wall of the stalactite. Her flying animals had recently arrived, a few megaras for transport and her personal favourite, a young and strong pterosaur to carry her whereever she desired. Tolian was with her, talking to the animal handler.
After he had finished talking, he approached Donari, his face beaming with pride. "I am ready to go, aunt." he told her.
Donari put her hand on Tolian's should, smiling at him with joy. She had taught him everything she knew about the economy, the flows of money and currency. Now, it was his time to prove himself. She had assigned him her company's office in Hydlaa to run. Remembering the days she had spent there earning her vast fortune made her smile. She touched the two insignia on her clothing fondly, one, the silver fleur-de-lis of the Tyndale's, the other, the golden crest of the Dark Empire. She looked to Tolian "Once you are there, report to the Imperial Headquarters. They will help you once they know who you are." she said in a comforting voice.
Tolian nodded, signalling he would do as she asked. The two of them embraced briefly, never having been accustomed to too much physical contact, albeit the two of them shared a close mental bond ever since Tolian's parents died of disease.
Donari stood on the higest tower of the building, watching as the megara carrying Tolian to the upper levels became smaller and smaller. She entered the tower again into her personal study, a narrow but comfortable room to be in. She examined the book on the table in front of her, a tome decorated with dark wood and gold, symbolizing the neverending dance of light and shadow. She opened it, letting her fingers run over the pages. She could feel the magic emanating from it, almost grasp it. Twilight. The word ran through her head.
She descended the tower and headed to the entrance hall. "Bring me my cloak." she bellowed at one of her servants. The heavy book weidghed down on her bag as she headed for the pterosaur outside. She had an appointment in Arden she could not miss. The Vault of Ages, finally, she thought with excitement.