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THE CORONATION OF AUGUSTUS


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THE CORONATION

OF AUGUSTUS


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The Capital of Carolustadt was swarming with Men and Women throughout the Empire. The recent abdication of Emperor Aurelius I to his grandson Crown Prince Augustus left many eager for the coming coronation. The Cathedral was quickly made ready for the procession. The walls draped in Black and Purple. Banners were hung from the ceiling, and gently fluttered with the passing winds of the great oak doors opening and closing.

 

It was in the early morning of the following day, when the Sun began to rise above the city, gently touching its rays on the homes and shops of the Capital, that the Cathedral was beginning to fill.

 

His Holiness Daniel V and his compatriots of clergymen and Palatine Guard stood at the altar of the Cathedral. The Pontiffs robes were white, accented in a sharp red with gold insignia running down the side.

 

In the immediate pews of the Cathedral Emperors Aurelius I Privy quickly gathered. The Privy members conversed amongst themselves, waiting for the moment that the Crown Prince would walk through the great Oak Doors.

 

The King of Haense and other esteemed nobles and officials of the Empire quickly filled the Cathedral. The King of Haense was draped in an old ceremonial garb, favored by the Kings and Dukes of Haense past on such momentous days.

 

The Citizenry scurried in soon after, many dressed in their finest garbs. They filled the pews until the Cathedral could no longer sufficiently hold the great subjects of the Empire.

 

As the Sun reached the peak of the Sky, directly above the Cathedral and it’s spire. The Crown Prince, with a company of guards only fit for the future Emperor, entered into the Cathedral.

 

The Crown Prince in his fine black and purple robes made his way to the altar.

 

After a brief moment of ceremonial pleasantries exchanged by the High Pontiff and the Crown Prince, the Prince turned to face the room. The High Pontiff, flanking the Prince looks up towards the cathedral ceiling and began to speak,


 

“Heavenly Creator, hear our humble call.

We pray to you as servants of your will. Guide us in this imperial endeavour, so that we may replicate your celestial order in our sinful mortal plane.

Lead our Emperor, Augustus I of House Horen, the way of righteous Prophets, may his rule be marked by your divine wisdom and justice.

May he wear this crown as humbly as he wears the burden of its duty.

The glorious company of the Emperors, praise thee. The goodly fellowship of the Prophets, praise thee. The noble army of Martyrs, praise thee. The Holy Church throughout all the world doth acknowledge thee, the Creator of infinite Majesty.

Thine honourable, true, and favoured Son. Thou art the King of Glory, O Horen. Thou art the everlasting Son of the Creator. Thou sittest at the right hand of God, in the glory of the Creator.

We believe that thou shalt come again in your line, to rule the earthly world as Emperor, Conqueror, Prince of Peace. We, therefore, pray thee, help thy servants. Make them be numbered with thy Saints, in glory everlasting.

Deus vult, the Hymn of Horen!”

 

The Cathedral Bells began to toll as the High Pontiff Lowered the Crown of the Empire onto the head of the Emperor.

 

The rows of spectators rose and cheered

 

And so the Emperor faced his people, and so his people faced him.

 

High Pontiff Daniel V looked towards the crowd,



 

“GOD BLESS EMPEROR AUGUSTUS I OF HOUSE HOREN!”

 

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Te shu horen holds his head high and beats his chest as he is proud if Augustus. He'd then bring his index and middle finger together kissing it and then holding it high 

 

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God bless Augustus!” Shouted Ibraheem Aladeen of the Kadarsi!

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“Long live Augustus I Horen!!!” John would shout

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“Shall Allah grant him a long and fruitful reign!” Abdullah would yell

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A middle aged woman was vastly disappointed that this was not a moment memorable to her poor, aging mind, though nevertheless her wishes went out to the success of the young Emperor Augustus.

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Elisabeth Augusta exclaims from her residence in Aeldin. “Long Live The Emperor!”

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Alastrine Vientos beams with pride for the newly coronated Augustus – making haste to send a congratulatory letter to her friend, Helen. 
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                        Aleksandra vas Ruthern peers over the decree with a sullen gaze, the young child’s darkly-pigmented brows drooping together in an irritated fashion. ”Buh’... I wanted cake.”

 

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Ser Henrik Otto Ludovar nods his head after hearing the news of the coronation.

“Long Live the Emperor, though a shame this was a bit of a private event.”

 

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Charles Halcourt coughs in his bed before a guard of his would walk into the room informing him of the news

”Long may he reign then..”

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Ostrobor smiles the suns smile.

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Emma Ludovar would sit within her home, having become reclusive in the days since her abdication. She’d pass her green eyes over the account of the coronation, smiling sadly. “May GOD protect him...”

 

Elsewhere, an old monarch thought lost to death and time sat beside her old compatriot, raising a brow.

“The line of Aeldin continues...I miss the days of John Owyn,” She’d state solemnly, clutching the small pouch that hung about her neck, filled with the ashes of a former mother-figure and Empress.

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“Death to the emperor,” Ty would  mumble to himself, continuing his plans for the Anti Imperial Movement.

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5 hours ago, Juststan147 said:

Death to the emperor “Ty would  mumble to himself, continuing his plans for the Anti Imperial Movement’

Yazgurtan Drâz’Raguk frowns “Latz edgeh”

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