Found by a friend

Sadarth heard the galloping of perhaps a dozen horses. Their armor clearly marked them as being part of her army, and part of the very small cavalry ****. They were dispatched to hunt down the survivors. They quickly closed in Sadarth. The standard-bearer had three flags on his flag staff. On the top, the black flag with Sadarth's naked image, the flag of one of the free cities in the middle and the unit's own standard on the bottom.

The leader of the company was not a timid one, so he wasted no time in speaking up. "Hail, Empress! We are victorious."

Sadarth rose up from the stream, water glistening on her skin. "I know. I ensured it." Sadarth strode out of the stream, giving her riders a good long look at her body. She stopped minding so much, as long she was being seen voluntarily, more or less. Being seen was still more arousing than she care to admit, though. "Inform your captains that I am pleased."

"Yes, Empress."

Empress Sadarth the Nude had completed the hardest part. She had an empire now, and it would only grow stronger. What followed might even be a little boring. Sadarth shook her head and teleported away. She had work to do.