Speakers blare with the morning announcement, informing us to whom we belong today. It’s the Aegeans this time, ending a three-day streak of Tauren rule.
New patches sit in my mail slot with the Aegean crest, ready to adhere to my uniform. I learn a new dedication speech in a tongue I’ve never heard and pledge my undying loyalty just as I have to hundreds of others. I sip my coffee and smile.
The Aegeans do not know our plan. The Taurens did not know, nor the Aefen before them. Today I belong to them.
Tomorrow I belong to me.