Estate. Thrax III.
To both celebrate my return and in order to ensure that we had suitable candidates to become planetary governors, once we needed guard officers to take charge of entire worlds, my well meaning wife Lady Daenerys Thrax née Targaryen, Princess of Dragonstone, had decided that we needed to have a big fancy tourney in the near future.
Something that took a fair bit of organising and me signing off documents I needed to read through before signing as aside from the expense I also had to send out the invites in my name.
Dany had done this because officers in the Thrax 2nd Regiment, the people who would be doing most of the fighting and garrisoning once the war started, were considered to be knights to some extent, however they would need to be lords in order to rule. Something that would see me back at this desk before too long with more forms to sign.
My wife thought the contest was a good way to make their knighthoods official before I started appointing them as lords over a lot of primitive worlds and the best way to make someone look like a knight was to have them ride around and knock other people off their horses.
How this qualified someone to become a lord and rule even a primitive world was something few would understand, because it wasn't really about that, what mattered was the fact that these officers had served me well for years and rulership of a world would be a reward based on their years of service to House Thrax and the Imperium of Man. The contest was a celebration of their efforts as well.
Not all of the worlds would end up ruled by an officer of the Thrax 2nd as the Imperium would be sending me a few new regiments as well as the remains of fighting companies that were too diminished to serve as anything other than a garrison on some lightly populated mudball.
After the games there would be feasting and I would get to appoint Colonel Gwynenya 'Gwen' Ionael as a Lady-General, something she'd always wanted, and before the war was over she'd most likely end up ruling one of the more important worlds out there as there as the military leader of a vast Autonomous Imperial Resource Extraction Zone.
"What is an Autonomous Imperial Resource Extraction Zone?" Dany asked me as she looked from a file she was reading on her omni-tool.
That was not an easy question to answer.
"Basically the Imperium knows that even with the ability to send a few ships here that they can't hope to conquer and control this galaxy because the military might required to do that can't be spared from elsewhere, so they aren't going to try" I said "Instead they'll send us support in exchange for supplies of Naquadah and whatever technology we can get our hands on. There'll be no other form of taxation, no recruitment efforts from the worlds in this galaxy, no demands for me to spread the Imperial Cult. All we have to do is ensure that the Imperium gets the Naquadah it so desperately desires, and House Thrax gets to take its share of the profits".
Even for a Rogue Trader this is a lot of freedom, the High Lords had given me permission to forge my own little empire out here. Not that I would rule directly, but the governors would owe their titles and lands to me, and it would be my admin types who handled how the resources got divided. Hence why it was Autonomous and as it was the mineral wealth the IOM cared about that's why the words Resource Extraction were part of its designation.
Guaranteed I'd mostly be a figurehead once I left, but I'd still be the person all the Imperials here would believe I still ruled over them, both in terms of them working towards the profit of my noble house and in a spiritual sense due to my statutes as a minor Imperial Saint.
While this new arrangement might seem as it would only tie me to the sinking ship that was the Imperium even more securely it actually didn't because the Imperium could only send ships with the advanced warp drive to worlds I showed their Navigators how to reach. As such I could pay my tribute to the Imperium without actually having to enter true Imperial controlled space ever again, since they could do the transporting for me.
Even if I gave them the means to reach Thrax II over in the Mass Effect galaxy all they'd be able to do is send some support and collect some Element Zero. They simply could afford to do more due to how overtaxed the branches of the Imperial military had become.
Both Thrax II and Thrax III were well defended so should an enemy acquire some means of reaching them they would face strong resistance from the worlds named after me. Still it would be best to add to those defences if possible because sooner or later something like a Genestealer cult would try to spread this far.
As for me with my taxes being paid without me having to go back to the Warhammer Galaxy I could make use of the Forge-World in the Fallout world that Mars was being transformed into, that I was under no obligation to link to the IOM, and use that for my refitting and repair work from now on. It should be able to handle that within a year or two and I'd pay them with tech and resources as I did with the Forge-World in the 40k setting.
Even if I did link that system to the IOM I would make a deal with the Ad-Mech to give only their navigators a way to reach that solar system as this would limit the risk of any Chaos or xenos from reaching into multiple universes should they capture one of the ships with the special warp drive. However since the Ad-Mech was profiting quite nicely from our current arrangement they might not even suggest it in case it damaged our alliance. Sure it was a link to Mars, but it wasn't the true Mars and they had many other concerns.
I would need to visit my holdings in other universes within the next couple of years to ensure my support network was working. I knew that the Imperium would not care enough about Planetos to ever send anyone there since the only reason they'd paid me to send some colonists there was because the poor souls had nowhere else to go.
If I returned to that world I would increase my assets in the Stepstones and perhaps on Fallout Earth so that I could store some of my wealth separate from worlds that the Imperium would have access to. As a Rogue Trader I was supposed to be expanding the borders of the IOM and extending the Emperor's light into the dark places, but this would happen on my timetable.
"There's no chance of us convincing our allies that this isn't a crusade once it starts" said my wife "And I recall us assuring President Hayes that we wouldn't be invading".
This wouldn't be a crusade for faith or even a war of conquest to claim land, even if it might seem that way, but it was an invasion of sorts.
"I doubt that he ever accepted what we told him as the truth" I replied "And it's not as if we are ever going to attack Earth or its allies".
While away I'd come up with a new plan to destabilise Earth, one that involved using vox transmissions to alert the population of Earth about the truth of what was out there. Since the Ad-Mech had access to the publicly used technology they should be able to transmit enough vox messages at Earth from a ship that entered that system, and stayed too far away to be targeted by its defences, the information sent would include where to find the Stargate as well what was really going on in the galaxy.
This should be more than enough to get people asking questions and it would be too much to pass off as a hoax. I wouldn't even need to land a cloaked ship on the planet, although I could still do that if the messages did have enough of an effect. Hopefully the Tau'ri leaders would be too busy dealing with suppressing their own people with lies and threats to trouble me.
Before that I intended to bribe the IOC with more technology and a cut of the Naqudah while telling them about how I just wanted to civilise all those poor humans all over the galaxy who didn't have clean water to drink and to bring them stability. They wouldn't buy it, but they should accept the bribes and use my argument as a reason for them not to get in my way.
"At least we can bribe the Lucian Alliance into not getting in our way" I said.
I wondered how much it would cost me to get them to attack the Jaffa as a distraction from what I was doing, but I didn't think it would be worthwhile.
"My love I think we should have another child" Dany said out of what seemed like nowhere "If this crusade your planning is successful you'll have many mining operations that will need somehow you trust to oversee them in the future".
That was true. I'd even considered going to another feudal world like Planetos or maybe somewhere a bit more advanced, that would be isolated enough for me to easily conquer just so I could set up some more estates to stash supplies and wealth in.
"I've gotten myself checked over" said my wife "The health risk of me getting pregnant again are small and I love carrying your children inside me even while raising the older ones, and Rhager he will soon start spending more time with his tutors so he can prepare to help you run the affairs of the household".
To be fair motherhood did suit her.
"You've thought about this, haven't you?" I said.
Daenerys came and straddled my lap as I remained sitting on my office chair.
"You were gone for months," she reminded me.
We started kissing gently at first, but it soon began to grow much more heated as she lowered the top of her dress, getting me hard with the sight of her breasts which were larger than they used to be and somehow very perky. Got to love that Dark Age of Technology gene-sculpting,
"I could bend over your desk" she suggested "Then you can make me scream".
She got up, let the rest of her dress fall to the ground, showing that she'd not been wearing anything under and then she bent over my desk, not caring that she knocked aside important documents and data-slates as she did.
"Take me" she begged "Fill me with your seed and breed me, my lord and master".
I simply couldn't resist her when she got like this
"Just remember later on that you asked for this, Daenerys" I said "When you're in labour recall that you talked me into knocking you up again".
I'd never actually been present for the birth of my children. Men of my station simply didn't do that sort of thing and in Westeros noble lords were supposed to go out hunting and upon their return present a wife who just given birth with an expensive gift to say thank you for the child, or that was what I'd been told.
It might have been something I'd been led to believe so that Dany could add to her ever expanding art collection. Despite this there was always that moment when her struggle during childbirth was somehow all my fault even though it was her begging me for a child ninth months or so earlier.
Not that this mattered right now as she was broody and wanted to be bred like a bitch so after making sure she was nice and wet, not something I'd ever had trouble with, I soon buried myself to the hilt in one thrust filling up a cunt that was very eager to be filled. I should have enough time to fuck her before we both needed to go off world for our next diplomatic meeting.