Aetio prepared for the dinner party. Pulling on a loose ungirded tunic and slipping off his sandals. Before the guests arrived Aetio wanted to scope out the kitchen to find some food for Parvus.




Aetio held his tiny friend in his palm, shielded from prying eyes by his thin fingers. Aetio held his hand close to his chest as he maneuvered past the busy servants. Finally, he arrived at the kitchen. Pushing the heavy doors open

The Aesaevia family and many of their closest allies all lounged around the dining table. Valerian, the Emperor unsurprisingly laid at the head of the table. Lucretia, his sister and empress to his left. While Nera the heir, Valerian’s youngest sister, and future sole Empress herself sat just on Valerian’s immediate right.




The family dined, chatting with their distinguished guests. Indulging

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mperor Valerian of Etrya sat uninterested at his desk, he had not the inkling to look over the various proposals and requests the senators had sent. He only stared out the office window and into the sunny garden beyond.




Valerian admired the Tiger Lillies as they swayed in the light early summer breeze. He was interrupted by the sudden muffled outburst of his stomach, growling. He sighed, p

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etio and young Nera lay in a litter as the servants carried them through the city. They were going to stay at their grandfather’s home, while their brothers and sister were away.




Valerian the emperor, their eldest brother, was traveling to the front in Numeria to observe their brother General Majorian/Prince Tiberius. And Lucretia, their oldest sibling, and older sister was going away

( Reader's Note: An orc POW prison and an orc prison are two VERY different beasts. A sentence to a POW prison is temporary. Once the orcs believe you are re-educated they assimilate you into society. While incarceration in a prison is permanent. And as a prisoner in a non-war prison, you are at the mercy of the warden’s whims. Including if he/she/they decide to kill you).






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(I have no clue what glitch happened to not copy and paste the ending of the story..lol..anyway here’s the real ending to it’s Getting Green. )






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e quickly caught up walking into a warmly light office behind the captain. “Sit there and shut up” the captain sighed as he shut the door and dropped his cap onto his desk. Mio watched as he flopped

Prologue:



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n times of old, the nation of the goblins was overtaken by orcs. Some goblins lived in harmony with the orcs, while others, called separatists, wished to be free. So they tried to rebel, many times. Causing many wars between themselves and the orcs. Finally, when the goblins could no longer tolerate it they went to an international tribunal and had Öga, the homeland of the orcs, stripped

Captain Juuso Melkscab, sat in his office grumbling as he begrudgingly did his paperwork. As the head doctor at Sturma I, II, and III it was his duty to oversee the garrison, prisoners, and lesser medical officers of all three prisons.


He took a deep breath in, sighing as he rested his chin in his palm. When a low growl startled him. He glanced down dismissively, it was his stomach. Juuso looked back up as his office door opened, Martie, his goblin prisoner

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fter a successful victory against an uprising in the Etryan territory of Numeria, General Majorian (aka Prince Tiberius) was given leave. So he travled to his palace/villa on the isle of Caprice.




Majorian climbed off the boat, taking off his sandals as he stepped from the dock onto the sandy beachfront that lay below his villa. Well technically it was his grandmother’s villa, but it w

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ung Emperor Valerian stood, and with a grand sweeping motion dismissed the senate. His bumbling scribe gathered up the various scrolls presented to him. Also gathered up the wax tablet and wooden stylus along with his arm full of scrolls.




One senator, Senator Marcellus Secundus quickly chased after the emperor. “Princeps..Princeps a moment” th

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he man looked up at the now colossal emperor. The last thing he could remember is having a bitter green liquid forced down his throat…




Now he seemed to be tiny..the size of an insect. He was sitting in the young Emperor’s palm staring up at his great face, indigo eyes glaring downward.




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araway, on a planet much like our own there was an empire…Founded by a God-King and everlasting in its might and power. But on a tragic day, said empire was dealt a horrific blow. Its Empress, elf Empress Octavia Augustina who’d reigned for ninety years was assassinated… She only had one remaining son, but he was killed in the attack. Leaving her 24-year-old grandson, Octavianus her proclaimed heir.