I watched my father walk forward on the large balcony. It seemed like it was purposely built to address a large crowd of people.
“My Imperial Citizens…”
Wah. Who was this man!?! Father was like this! He wasn’t wearing a goofy face at all. He didn’t even seem bored like when he talked to officials… Father looked like a young Emperor… I don’t know how old father is… But he looks like he’s in his late 20s! I might have a young and cool father. He looks so cool! Completely regal, charismatic and stoic. Blonde hair, green eyes, lean and tall with not too delicate but a bit soft details… Father suddenly looked attractive!
“My Imperial Citizens, as you know 6 days ago a series of natural disasters occurred across the continent. Thankfully each disaster completely missed areas with citizens and such not one single life was lost!”
The citizens started to cheer. Father seemed like a proper Emperor. People must really like him. I guess so far my idea of militant nations are wrong.
“My Imperial citizens, the Royal Mages and Imperial Guards have declared their ruling on the cause of events… The cause of the events was my daughter, the First Princess Selene Cerilia Von Magnolia Shirg.”
The same time I learned my full name the entire world fell silent. People had went from cheering to be completely stunned. However, the tension left the air when father smiled. Wah. This father was so cool.
“As you all know the Shirg Empire is always blessed by the Spirit of War.”
Spirit of War? What was this? Sorrev…
“When the Crown Prince was born we learned that my Blessings from the Spirit of War, Spirit of Fire, The Spirit of Lightening, The Spirit of Love and the Spirit of Health, the Queen’s Blessing from the Spirit of the Light and my mother’s Blessing from the Spirit of Good Fortune passed on to the prince. It was discovered that our union bore the potential for our children to be incredibly loved by Pirth’s Spirits.”
What was this! I don’t understand! How does a Light Blessing make popsicles! How is father looking so cool!
“However, My Imperial Citizens we have now witnessed a moment in our glorious history of a child being born Blessed by the Spirit of the Creator himself! My daughter, Selene Cerilia Von Magnolia Shirg , has received the Blessing of the Spirit of Creation. When she was born the forces of nature was a display from the other Spirits of her arrival! That is why not a single life was harmed. That is why these are not natural disasters, but symbols of the moment The Empire of Shirg once again marks the history of Pirth as the greatest country!”
The crowd was silent for a moment longer before erupting in cheers. People were stomping and shouting… throwing things in the air. No one had ever expected something like this. It was something considered impossible.
“LONG LIVE HIS MAJESTY RICHARD!”
“LONG LIVE THE EMPEROR AND THE QUEEN!”
“LONG LIVE HIS HIGHNESS ALEXIOS AND HER HIGHNESS SELENE!”
“LONG LIVE THE SHIRG EMPIRE!”
Wah. All of this attention was too embarrassing. I want to go back inside. There’s all this new information I need to figure out.
A man in long embroidered robes stepped forward until he was slightly behind the Emperor. People were shouting Priest Something so, he must be the head of whatever religion they have in the Empire.
“Her highness’ tittle had been initially declared the Holy Maiden of Shirg. On her birth priests from all over the continent received a divine sign. It has been decided for our First Princess to receive the tittle Holy Maiden of Pirth.”
More screams. Holy Maiden!?!?!?! SORREV WHAT DID YOU DO. I CANT BE A HOLY MAIDEN! I WAS ALMOST A SHUT IN BACK ON EARTH!
“Mark this day in your hearts My Imperial citizens. Our future has always been great. We have always been proud. Now we can reach new heights of greatness. New heights of pride. For we have the only Crown Prince in history with seven Blessings and the first ever Holy Maiden of Pirth! LONG LIVE SHIRG!”
Alright too much fervor… my head hurts. There’s too much noise and screaming. People look like they will die. I push my head into mom’s over abundant chest. She looked down at me and smiled.
“It’s noisy isn’t it, moonlight. That’s what joy sounds like. Joy and hope.”
Now that I’m back in my crib, ignoring the goofy faces everyone’s making at me, I have to admit I still don’t understand it. Not only did a few days after my birth father suddenly looked like a cool competent Emperor, but I hadn’t figured out how any of what was just said gave mom her OP Popsicle Skill!
Further, why was my brother suddenly deciding to sleep in the same room as me… I didn’t even sleep in a bed. AND WHY WAS FATHER FIGHTING WITH HIS HISTORY MAKING SON OVER THE RIGHT TO SLEEP IN THE SAME ROOM AS ME!
I glanced briefly at mom. She was only smiling and drinking tea. Mom was so strong. To survive this life I need to become like mom. I need to learn the popsicle skill!
It has been 9 days since I’ve been born…. I already have stomach cramps.
The Priest and the Matador – Senses Fail
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