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Despite the apparent composure and energy that never left her face, the day had been a difficult one for the newly-minted empress. Even with her rich and, in many ways, unique life experience, the coronation ceremony was a novelty for Naria, but the numerous troubles and cares that had inevitably fallen upon her delicate shoulders were merely the tip of this topical iceberg. Above all else, this day and its key event put the final point in the history of Purian, the previous emperor; for her, this man was not only her father, but also, alongside Aria, one of her two allies: for many years, she could count on real support only from them, and now one was gone, and the other was severely injured, both events being the result of her own intrigues. The same could be said for the unenviable fate of Naera, who fell victim to kidnapping and violence at the hands of a random bandit. The speech before the people was no less vile in nature; the subjects present at the dock perceived Naria's desire for sincerity in an exclusively positive light, but none of them even suspect that her ascension to the imperial throne is the worst thing that could have happened to Welfern in the last several hundred years. Why were Erefir and Sonata proclaimed the pillars of Margel, and not the empire? Because despite the recent revelation that came in the form of memories of a distant past, the woman carrying the soul of the universally hated Aconia had not renounced her mission, and little remained for its successful completion — a few corpses and it would be done.
Nevertheless, it was primarily a matter of priorities, and despite all of the above, as well as the haunting feeling of imminent death, it was not in her character to neglect her duties to the great country, the ancient family, and her numerous subjects.
Naria healed Klin and appointed him ruler of the land of the Crydeans, pursuing two goals:
- To demonstrate to the people the miraculous power of her Aconian essence in the context of the war with Nephiria, which had long since grown tiresome to everyone;
- To resolve the "Crydean question," which had recently been frequently raised in high imperial society.
She summoned Harold to instill hope in people and show that miracles are possible if you don't stop believing in them, and also tried to change the people's perception of aliens, that not all of them are abominations with grasping, slimy tentacles, but people just like us, with their own hopes and loved ones. This twist of fate primarily only made her laugh — at how much Ayano, Erefir, and Kenshiro had changed her attitude towards these otherworldly entities. Sometimes she thought that if her acquaintance with them had been limited to someone like Nishi and Alaria, then by now inquisitors would be running through all the cities of the empire, looking for aliens and banishing them on the spot without asking any questions or giving them a chance to explain themselves.
With Erefir and Sonata, everything was extremely simple: the competence and charisma of these women cannot be denied, which means they both should be on the front lines of military and political events. One is an ideal knight, a wonderful servant, but not a willless slave; the other is a rare person with whom you can communicate on an equal footing and entrust with any task.
Her busy day, however, did not end there. After seeing off Ayano and Sonata, she was faced with inherently meaningless meetings with various imperial bigwigs, an extremely tedious activity, and after that she firmly decided to fulfill her feminine duty to the Margel dynasty and its subjects by visiting the male she considered the most worthy candidate for fathering the future heir. If it succeeds, she is unlikely to have time to give her love to this child, and it's entirely possible that this love won't exist at all. She could only hope that at least Ayano would surround him or her with sisterly care, but she wouldn't demand this from her: her adopted daughter sometimes even looked as if Naria's attention to her was burdensome. Following this, she visited Patriarch Eugene and tried to heal him with her demigod powers, but she failed, just as she failed to restore consciousness to the victims of the coven of passion a little later. And then, during a short break from the bustle, an unexpected meeting with Carneol occurred. Erefir and Alaria — you didn't need to be an Apostle of Contemplation to understand that the second had tagged along with the first. Due to the fact that the Calcite group often enjoyed the company of her familiars, Naria was very closely acquainted with their journey, and she had formed far from the best impression of this woman: she seemed useless, empty, and incapable of making any independent decisions. At the time, the then-princess had thought to end her existence based on these factors alone, but her sense of responsibility and justice prevented this: after all, the alien woman ended up in this world by her decision, not by invading it herself. So Naria granted her decent housing and money for the start so she could settle into her new place. And so they met again: the empress had no expectations from the guest, but she nevertheless agreed to hear her out — who knows, perhaps she could indeed tell her something useful or interesting? To Naria's ear, however, what she heard seemed like utter nonsense, and she immediately regretted agreeing to waste her time on heavens knows what, not to mention that this address was not so much a request but as if this Carneolite woman was doing her, Naria, a favor by telling tall tales about her daily routine. At that moment, the empress was overcome with indescribable anger at herself, realizing that with her blood and will she had brought some kind of misunderstanding to Anushish. She was certain that if she had the Eye of Vermontia in her hands or if she were a psychiatrist by profession, she would surely have seen something like this:
. In her eyes, this was a person who would try to slit your belly, sincerely believing they were doing you a favor, and completely unable to understand the reasons for your indignation at what was happening. Nevertheless, Naria managed to curb her anger and, before making it clear to the guests that they should leave, healed them from the severe wounds received in a past battle, but instead of silently complying with her demand or expressing gratitude, the alien woman decided to continue her mad tirade. "See, my dear father? Sometimes one can find justification for the destruction of the unborn, especially if one knows that something like *this* will come of them," she thought, leaving the guest hall with a great sense of shame for defiling Anushish by summoning this bane of the cosmos.
She spent the rest of the day in a terrible state of mind amidst her chores, and only after freeing herself from them in the evening did she somewhat recover from the preceding events of November twentieth.
Nevertheless, it was primarily a matter of priorities, and despite all of the above, as well as the haunting feeling of imminent death, it was not in her character to neglect her duties to the great country, the ancient family, and her numerous subjects.
Naria healed Klin and appointed him ruler of the land of the Crydeans, pursuing two goals:
- To demonstrate to the people the miraculous power of her Aconian essence in the context of the war with Nephiria, which had long since grown tiresome to everyone;
- To resolve the "Crydean question," which had recently been frequently raised in high imperial society.
She summoned Harold to instill hope in people and show that miracles are possible if you don't stop believing in them, and also tried to change the people's perception of aliens, that not all of them are abominations with grasping, slimy tentacles, but people just like us, with their own hopes and loved ones. This twist of fate primarily only made her laugh — at how much Ayano, Erefir, and Kenshiro had changed her attitude towards these otherworldly entities. Sometimes she thought that if her acquaintance with them had been limited to someone like Nishi and Alaria, then by now inquisitors would be running through all the cities of the empire, looking for aliens and banishing them on the spot without asking any questions or giving them a chance to explain themselves.
With Erefir and Sonata, everything was extremely simple: the competence and charisma of these women cannot be denied, which means they both should be on the front lines of military and political events. One is an ideal knight, a wonderful servant, but not a willless slave; the other is a rare person with whom you can communicate on an equal footing and entrust with any task.
Her busy day, however, did not end there. After seeing off Ayano and Sonata, she was faced with inherently meaningless meetings with various imperial bigwigs, an extremely tedious activity, and after that she firmly decided to fulfill her feminine duty to the Margel dynasty and its subjects by visiting the male she considered the most worthy candidate for fathering the future heir. If it succeeds, she is unlikely to have time to give her love to this child, and it's entirely possible that this love won't exist at all. She could only hope that at least Ayano would surround him or her with sisterly care, but she wouldn't demand this from her: her adopted daughter sometimes even looked as if Naria's attention to her was burdensome. Following this, she visited Patriarch Eugene and tried to heal him with her demigod powers, but she failed, just as she failed to restore consciousness to the victims of the coven of passion a little later. And then, during a short break from the bustle, an unexpected meeting with Carneol occurred. Erefir and Alaria — you didn't need to be an Apostle of Contemplation to understand that the second had tagged along with the first. Due to the fact that the Calcite group often enjoyed the company of her familiars, Naria was very closely acquainted with their journey, and she had formed far from the best impression of this woman: she seemed useless, empty, and incapable of making any independent decisions. At the time, the then-princess had thought to end her existence based on these factors alone, but her sense of responsibility and justice prevented this: after all, the alien woman ended up in this world by her decision, not by invading it herself. So Naria granted her decent housing and money for the start so she could settle into her new place. And so they met again: the empress had no expectations from the guest, but she nevertheless agreed to hear her out — who knows, perhaps she could indeed tell her something useful or interesting? To Naria's ear, however, what she heard seemed like utter nonsense, and she immediately regretted agreeing to waste her time on heavens knows what, not to mention that this address was not so much a request but as if this Carneolite woman was doing her, Naria, a favor by telling tall tales about her daily routine. At that moment, the empress was overcome with indescribable anger at herself, realizing that with her blood and will she had brought some kind of misunderstanding to Anushish. She was certain that if she had the Eye of Vermontia in her hands or if she were a psychiatrist by profession, she would surely have seen something like this:
. In her eyes, this was a person who would try to slit your belly, sincerely believing they were doing you a favor, and completely unable to understand the reasons for your indignation at what was happening. Nevertheless, Naria managed to curb her anger and, before making it clear to the guests that they should leave, healed them from the severe wounds received in a past battle, but instead of silently complying with her demand or expressing gratitude, the alien woman decided to continue her mad tirade. "See, my dear father? Sometimes one can find justification for the destruction of the unborn, especially if one knows that something like *this* will come of them," she thought, leaving the guest hall with a great sense of shame for defiling Anushish by summoning this bane of the cosmos. She spent the rest of the day in a terrible state of mind amidst her chores, and only after freeing herself from them in the evening did she somewhat recover from the preceding events of November twentieth.
| Observing how her subjects lived and what moved them was one of Naria's favorite pastimes even before her ascension to the thrones of Margel and Welfern, and from today, nothing changed in this regard. Dressing more simply in clothes made through the joint efforts of Craig and Alice, she heads into the city. Kamimori Naria had no need for confession, so she did not distract the mini-priestess from a rare moment of deserved rest, but she noted to herself that the location turned out more than charming, particularly due to the harmony of nature with human architecture. If not in the empire, then at least in Margel, more such places should be arranged. Moon Park Seeing that not a single envelope with her name hung on the festive tree, Naria's lips formed a smile with an undefinable emotional tone. Playful Rabbit - 10000 rem. Seeing the empress betting taxpayer money, Bazhena mentally rolled her eyes but started the game without any argument.      - Discard clubs and repeat.   - Your 10000 points. - 10000 rem, again.      - Discard the ace.  - You have 0 points. - Enough. - The empress glanced at the prize list and stopped her gaze on the queen of hearts. - Surely the casino thinks no one will guess what exactly is implied by VIP service? - ... - The law doesn't violate such an announcement, so relax, bunny. But if people complain, then something bad might happen. - ... Ideal Of the presented covers, she only liked Mimi, Enio, and Ayano. Ikigai Naria missed the concert, so she couldn't enjoy the music. Carneol - ... Let this name serve as a reminder of your sincere diligence, little Aiko. Dryad - This woman truly seems like the embodiment of beauty itself, but does she and all her admirers know that the Wallen mirror that was in the museum until recently called a different person the most beautiful of all?.. Ornament Naria only liked "nightwatch" and "playful rabbit". | Art Academy Road to Tomorrow (Tenok Ferlyutsi) - 3 Tomorrow is gloomy and full of horrors. People immerse themselves in an iron box like insects and ride to an eight-hour job: was it worth leaving the forests and caves for this? IPB (Heinos Gnilomud) - 5 An original solution to a pressing issue. Draco Mellis should be grateful for this lead. Inexperience - 6 For some reason, it evokes in me a feeling of longing for something I never had. Jigokuraku (Sim Yun) - 6 If that waitress from XXX brags about having the best chest in town, then Ahuri can quite claim to have the best butt. Lady from the Portrait (Revenia es Diesra Arual) - 4 Your scribbles are more to my liking, Revenia. Rinze Reym (Kostus Kepler) - 2 There are thousands of these on the streets of imperial cities. The Beginning (Eogan Lamarck) - 3 Too abstract. A Quiet Place (Princess Ayano) - 6 So that's where you run off to when... Map of Islands (Ahuli) - 3 This is not a geography lesson. Ayano-sama in Hoshiguma (Ahuri) - 7 Terron, Rufus, Sylphida, and Moen in the company of Ayano — that's delightful. The State (Cleona Crim) - 6 Yes, exactly. Dragonslayer (Beata Laxae) - 5 You've come a long way, lazy dragonslayer. The End of the World (Erefir Linel Darvening) - 7 ... Rabbit Hole - To what does Margel owe the visit of the descendants of alien vampires, Riela Sarseid? - ... - How is life in Toyokawa, are mortals oppressing you? - ... Aconia is well-informed, I see. Please accept my gratitude for your concern, but there are no reasons for worry. - Is that so? So this country keeps its people like livestock ready to share their own blood? Well, it's none of my business, but remember, on my land, I will not allow such a thing, no matter what riches or crimes against nature you might offer. - ... Sonata Reym Memorial Tournament - But why is it the coronation of Naria es Diesra Arual, yet the tournament is named after Sonata Reym? - Asks Matthias. - Something's not right! - Uh, forgive me, Your Majesty... It's just... A token of appreciation for our teacher; I had no intention of trying to offend you in any way... Naria did not explain that she was only joking with him — with her social status, both old and new, that was very tiring. - You've set this up very nicely here, and in my opinion, this event deserves special attention. What are your plans regarding bets? - An entry fee of 500 rem is collected from all participants, from which the general pool for a specific round is formed. After the fight concludes, the pool is distributed among everyone who bet on the winner. - And the entry fee and commission? - ... Entry is free, but I planned to keep 10% of the pool for myself... - Good. In that case, let's do this: let each spectator receive two tickets for bets worth 500 rem each. - Huh?.. Oh! That is very generous of you. Thank you, Your Majesty! |