Queen Maeve

The Fae embassy in Unity Prime sparkled with otherworldly beauty. My people had established a permanent presence in Prime Existence, forming alliances that would have been impossible before the merging.

"Your Majesty," Lord Thornweave entered my chambers. "The Council meeting begins shortly. They wish to discuss the Architects' pending decision."

"Let them discuss. We Fae learned long ago that some forces are beyond control." I gazed out at Prime Existence, so different from our traditional realm. "We can only influence what's within reach. The rest is a cosmic chance."

"You sound philosophical."

"I sound old," I corrected with a smile. "But also hopeful. This reality survived The Architect...