I write here what no one should write. I affix what is forbidden to set down. I am Exempt. It is my burden, it is my blessing, it is my destiny and it is my choice. It is the only way one becomes Exempt.
With these words I seal the telling so that it shall not be read or if read not believed or if believed not credited beyond the believer.
For here I tell of the hidden kingdom and it’s relations with the Exarthy. You have been warned.
For more than 15,000 years, the exact number is known but not relevant, the Hidden Kingdom has existed as a haven for the Exarthan Governors. They in stealth persist in their Exarthan Courses and retreat here when necessary to rest and recover and sometimes to die.
The Electarch nourishes them, advises them, and appoints them when that time comes.
It is the way that balance and dynamism is maintained in the wider worlds. For the Hidden Kingdom is stagnant. It is safe. It is the heat sink of conflict and the sponge of iniquity.
Only once in its history has an Exarthan breached its secrets and invaded its havens.
This is that story.
