Arcaea/Dining Hall/The Coronation of King Jenred I
Lords and Ladies of Arcaea,
Many of you remember the days of King Riar and before him Queen Trinity. Many more of you have arrived in these lands after their respective departures. The times are changing for Arcaea once again. No longer a tiny realm threatened with destruction, strong in spirit but weak in military strength we have become a solid force in the north of these islands. There still remain challenges ahead, a new set of challenges in a rapidly evolving landscape. And for a new set of challenges I believe the time is right for a new monarch to take the lead. I take great pride in the achievements that have seen Arcaea enter a new era of prosperity and security and would like to acknowledge all those who have contributed to this revival. A special mention must be made of our Imperial Magistrate Jenred who as both judge and banker was instrumental in building our relations with other realms.
I have enjoyed my reign over Arcaea, this is a truly great land and it is for that very reason that I will be stepping down after dawn in favour of Sir Jenred whom I hope you will confirm as my replacement.
For Arcaea, first and always,
Dentara deLacy Queen of Arcaea
Your Majesty, my thanks for your recommendation.
Nobles of Arcaea, I will gladly take the throne should I be so confirmed. And, in accordance with Arcaean custom, I would of course step down as Imperial Magistrate.
Arcaea has grown amazingly since I first joined. Our borders are larger than they have been in years. Our reputation as a realm of honour is rising. We have truly begun a new age...But events are moving faster still. The collapse of Sartania and Lasanar has changed the North, and the rise of Arcachon, ourselves, and the new realms born of the ashes of Lasanar have made the island unstable. A bold move now could prove very fruitful, yielding greater power and strong allies. If I were to become King, I would hope to lead Arcaea into a new, secure future so that while we have allies, we will never be dependent on them again.
For Arcaea!
Sir Jenred Bedwyr Imperial Magistrate of Arcaea
As Jenred strode forward and knelt before Dentara, he felt a growing sense of...completion. This was part of his destiny, his birthright...He had earned this, by blood and steel and ink, with the help of firm friends and allies...And one amazing lover, he thought as he straightened his head again, smiling.
Dentara took the crown from her head, and with a smile and word of encouragement, placed it on Jenred, before dropping to one knee. Jenred stood, and turned to face the assembled crowd, raising his arms to exult in the sudden cheers, before grinning and gesturing to Edara...
As she strode forward, cheering and grinning, he took her into his arms and gave her a hard, passionate kiss, causing the crowd to cheer even louder. As they broke the kiss, he kept one arm wrapped around her as he strode out from the Palace at Remton.
"So, love...How does it feel to be engaged to a King?"
Jenred spared a glance for her face, grinning and full of energy. This...Was amazing...He'd come so far...And, remembering their discussion the other day, thought with a fierce exultation that their children would never be sneered at, nor have to fight for their bread and bed...
Jenred's face began to hurt from all his smiles and grins and laughs and shouts...And a thought drifted idly through him...
It was good to be the King...
Sir Jenred Bedwyr King of Arcaea
