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 | In the center of the specially fenced area, there was not even a throne; its function was served by a chair brought from Naria's villa — all the genuine regalia of the imperial house had vanished along with the Azure Palace. In the history books of other countries, this improvised ceremony will likely be described with mockery or even contempt, but the level of role-playing by the people involved in the process conveyed sincerity and professionalism. Given the patriarch's condition, Princess Naria had to be crowned by his student, Bazelle. Dressed in a snow-white robe, she recited a long prayer, appealing to Anuzish for a blessing for the new monarch and all her subjects, and then placed on her head a tiara adorned with fiery opals, whose masterful execution reflected the unique talent of Craig from "Hellfire". — May the Mother Goddess bless you, Your Majesty, — Bazelle concluded her prayer, — prosperity to your lands and joy to your subjects. Meiya. — Long live Empress Naria! — the townspeople shouted in unison. — Long live Empress Naria! Naria stopped the crowd's reverent awe by raising her palm. — In the heart of Margel there is a gaping hole — not even ruins remain where the central part of the capital once stood. The Phantasmagoria theater, beloved by the entire country, is gone. Linefront's guillotine, which relentlessly carried out death sentences for traitors over the last four centuries, remains no more. The headquarters of the armed forces and the Knight order were annihilated along with their entire garrison. The inexhaustible source of knowledge, the largest library in the world? Vanished. The curious museum, the souvenir shop favored by tourists, and the cozy restaurant "Mystery"? Also gone. And of course, the Azure Palace — the symbol of Welfern's power and strength, the home of the imperial family, the seat of government, the administrative center of Margel and the entire country. The place where Emperor Purian es Diesra Arual, my father, was on the day of Hopelessness's attack. — Closing her eyelids for a moment that seemed longer to the gathered spectators than it actually was, she continued her speech. — Let no one have any doubt that my father did everything necessary to care for the well-being of his subjects and the future of our state. This was the meaning of his entire life. And for this reason, out of great respect and equally great love for him, I will not mourn what was lost... Today is not an hour for grief, but a time of joy, when the night sky gives way to dawn and a long day full of new beginnings awaits us. Not all of them will be easy, but that is how life is. The government has seen to it that festive events are held in Margel and other settlements of the empire, so I bid you all spend this day resting from your usual chores. But before that, you must be enlightened about the nature of your new ruler, for the inhabitants of my country must not sink to the level of mindless cattle, ignorant of the world that surrounds them. As children of Anuzish, you should be aware that after a person's death, their soul returns to the general stream of souls, and after rebirth, the person has no memories of their past life. I am an exception to this rule, and by a twist of fate, I happened to share one soul with Aconia, who is well known to you all. For your concern, however, there is no reason — I am my own personality, and there is nothing between the two of us but shared memories and certain peculiarities. To demonstrate exactly what I mean... Hm. Klin Chegver, come before me. (Klin approaches, upsetting some of those present by the presence of a crown on his head) — This man served me faithfully for many years, yet by the will of cruel fate, he was deprived of his humanity. With a wave of her palm, Melesar's crown flies off the death knight's head and falls to the floor, revealing his true nature to those gathered. Cries are heard from the crowd, some caused by horror, others by anger; the lone voice of Sanexa Rimm, crying with tears "stop it! he is good! please, spare him!" dissolves into other voices. — Silence. The empress's word prevents the flame of madness from burning stronger, and it dies down. She places her palm where the knight's heart should be, and after a moment, his humanity begins to return. Minutes later, not a trace of undead remained, and in its place was a full human being. — O-o-o! — Witnessing the miraculous healing that took place before their eyes, the crowd immediately changed its opinion. — Long live Empress Naria! Long live Empress Naria! — Klin Chegver. — Naria spoke again. — The empire has no excuse for what happened to Kridear, but I am convinced that under the leadership of a man of your qualities, it can be reborn. Therefore, I name you Count of Kridear and place the lands comprising it at your disposal. Make it so that your ancestors can be proud of you, Count Chegver. (Klin steps back) — Next, Garrett from Carneol. (Garrett approaches) — This man is an alien, but he has no tentacles, only ordinary human limbs, just like yours and mine. He has the same problems in life, anxieties, ideals, personal tragedies. — At Naria's command, little sorceresses from the villa draw a magic circle on the floor, take Harold's skull from Garrett, place it in the center of the geometric figure, put a figurine next to it, and then force the brigand to shed some of his blood. Minutes later, Harold's skull becomes a full skeleton, and then it grows flesh (let Fragment determine the appearance). — Do not think, however, that this is something that can be so easily repeated. This man traveled through the universe and preserved not only the memory of his relative, but also his remains. What just happened should serve as a demonstration to you that aliens can be people just like we are, and miracles are possible; the main thing is not to stop believing in them and to work tirelessly for their realization. (Garrett steps back) — I think many of you are wondering what kind of technical marvel this is that I arrived in. This is an automobile, a project ordered by my father, which the ministry of science and technology worked on for the last ten years. To great regret, he was unable to see its completion, but know this: it is a convenient way of travel, and in the foreseeable future, everyone will be able to afford one. But let us move on to other important announcements. Sonata Reime, Erephir Linel Darwening, come before me. (They approach) — These women have shown the highest level of professionalism and devotion, tracking down and eliminating threats to our country's well-being: a dangerous dragon that destroyed Kridear and the center of Margel, as well as an inhuman cult that engaged in kidnapping, slave trading, and nightmare experiments for long decades. Being confident in their integrity, I wish to entrust them with the security of the imperial family and our country. From this day forward, I name Erephir Linel Darwening the Right Pillar of Margel, and Sonata Reime the Left Pillar of Margel. Carneol, whose leader is the Right Pillar, will be transformed into a Knight order; a new headquarters, in the form of a well-fortified fortress, will be built in Folkvang so that the knights can respond to various challenges with greater speed. The Left Pillar, meanwhile, will lead "Aconia". In peacetime, the Aconians must monitor the internal security of the country, and Carneol the external. Both pillars are under the direct command of the head of the house es Diesra Arual. And now, I wish to introduce my adopted daughter. Ayano, it is your turn. (She approaches) — From today, you will be known as Princess Ayano. — The empress hugs her daughter and then addresses the people again. — Though she is not of my blood, treat her with the same respect as you do me. My dear daughter, say a few words to the subjects. |
