He smirked. "As opposed to trudging through the hills and swamps through the winter? Yes, can't see him protesting the option much. Searing heat instead of freezing slush."<br/><br/>Devageua teased his paladin about her fear of spending time with her family, but otherwise left her alone. Mostly because she was well into her second trimester, and her emotions were starting to get... 'swingy.'<br/><br/>Once back at the capital, he went back into the work of keeping the nation running, and delegating more fringes of his authority out, mostly minor things that he really didn't need to be overseeing anymore, but he did completely recuse himself from all court cases but the highest level. However, he also got to work identifying the first new Archon of the nation, to become the 'viceroy/commander' of the Osirian trade town he was plotting.<br/><br/>The other big thing he was expecting was a missive from or the return of the adventurers he had hired to try and find Rusilkia's sister and the rest of her household, abducted by the barbarians that hadn't accompanied the tribe war chief to the tomb. But it was approaching four months since they had departed at this point, and was beginning to wonder if the ones sent had been caught and killed. Or enslaved.