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1. there to greet me was the head of design at Imperial Engineering, then the single
2. She, the Countess, heir of an imperial blood-
3. A tide swells, a tide of souls that moves to my imperial call as
4. If this was a faithful reproduction of the era, the splendor was beyond anything she knew of til Imperial Russia
5. She left him with his control panels and instruction booklets in the throne room of the imperial palace in the forbidden city
6. Even the remembrances of coronations and grand festivities in the Imperial Palace remained vivid, her father’s dashing smile and her mother lovingly admiring him in all his Legionnaire regalia
7. But the guards and soldiers and officers in the Imperial City…when she saw their eyes fall hollow with distant shock and gripping fear, she found herself duly unsettled
8. No matter what, the Imperial soldiers who had arrested her would hear nothing of her pleading and assertion of her family name
9. A man, a youngish Imperial from the looks of him, faced her, smiling broadly
10. It was a favorite tactic of merchants in Cyrodiil, particularly the Imperial City
11. “Tullius, huh? What could you possibly want with him?” As soon as the Breton shot him a waspish glance in retort, the Imperial realized his latest misstep
12. The General would likely only have passing knowledge of the comings and goings of the Imperial Guard
13. As soon as she entered the inn the Imperial sprinted over and edged his father out of the way, insisting that he be the one to assist her with her accommodations
14. And she could not stop grinning as the younger Imperial took it upon himself to rustle up some sustenance, for the pair of them
15. Penelope herself, ever too stubborn to admit her attraction to the Imperial, was content to let it all remain in a kind of flirtatious limbo
16. Her joining up with the Thieves Guild on account of the availability of contacts and Imperial information networks had been the first such step
17. some of whom were Cyrodiil-born, Rikke had been left with the name of an Imperial soldier, a veteran of the Great War who was rumored to be living in Skyrim after leaving the Imperial City many years prior
18. Threats were made continually upon the Embassy near Solitude and for that reason, increased Imperial road patrol was demanded by the Thalmor dignitaries
19. That was exactly the plan of the Rift camp’s newly promoted Praefect, a young Imperial by the name of Carius Serenus
20. For this Breton never failed to bring broad grins and chuckles from this particular Imperial
21. Memories surfaced of their nightly walks around the Imperial City, through the Arboretum - memories of eating sweet treats along the coast, watching the marvelous sun sink beneath the glittering water
22. The Imperial pub-lican, Valga, was herself taken aback by the stranger’s demeanor and voice – a voice not overly deep and almost hypnotic with its dulcet DRAFTChapter 10 169
23. His features were classically Imperial, dusky and striking
24. The Imperial merely yelled at it to stay away and let him be – and the animal would obey, allowing him to pass by without incident
25. “That…that is good…I’m impressed, Imperial
26. Imperial City and named us all after the folks in the texts
27. She had spoken nothing more to anyone after her desperate attempts to convince the Imperial officers of her innocence had repeatedly failed
28. In a museum in the Imperial City, there had been artifacts of similar appearance
29. The soldiers of the Rift’s Imperial camp were sick of being bored
30. Unforeseen advantages had come recently in the form of new ground and new fortifications under Imperial control, such as Fort Hraggstad
31. The Imperial grabbed his armor and ran to the front of the camp to meet the scouts
32. He continued as the Imperial silently approached him
33. Men in Imperial gear, ghostlike, chanting and smelling of decay? To say nothing of the banners, two more of which were recovered at the scene
34. The ashen-skinned Imperial gave a DRAFT
35. He had his doubts as the other Imperial only cleared his throat amid the tense silence
36. Its design was identical to that found and recovered by the Imperial scouts near Bthalft, featuring the same black dragon with the red and bleeding or weeping eye upon crimson cloth
37. The Breton’s brilliant smile never wavered; the Imperial could sense it in every single one of his letters
38. This face summoned fresh rage from the Imperial and he shook where he stood, summarily drawing his blade to use it on the image
39. The power of the reflection in the water soon was enough to compel the Imperial to drop his sword at his side
40. The words of the stranger in the tavern, the ethereal Imperial Silanus, would echo in his head the entire way there
41. The Imperial looked particularly distraught, to the point that Brynjolf pondered backing out of the building and maybe trying again a bit later
42. The Imperial only left him with the clue that she had friendly connections in Solitude and he might well try there with some luck
43. He did not have to wonder for long as the Imperial officer placed both hands on the map table and spoke quietly, but clearly
44. It was clear from the man’s build that he was not a Nord, though he could have been either a Breton or an Imperial
45. haired Imperial still smiled amid the pain, grinning through his injuries like a seasoned soldier
46. The dark-haired Imperial watched the recruit run off, regretful for snapping at him and preoccupied with the latest developments
47. Empty – as it would have been had the Imperial with the troubling smile not appeared the night before
48. “The red-haired man, the Imperial? You…came to tell me more about that Roscius Avienus indi-vidual while he sat there in the tent
49. Whatever it was, whoever it was that sent it and whatever they had said were enough to grip the usually steadfast Imperial with awe - perhaps even dread
50. Caius Chaerea, one of the foremost of the Imperial court and rumored to be among the Elder Council, had gracefully approached them all with a bow, hugging each of them and offering articulate words of consolation and accolades for the fallen Legionnaire