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8th of Sun’s Smile, 1954

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[!] Depiction of Queen Catherine being anointed by God and Saints alike.

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Rejoice, all of Petra,

For at last the day has arrived.

For the Queen has come age,

Many trials she has survived.

 

Give thanks, nation of Godan,

For her sword fights for us.

Her heart pours out for the people,

She shall lead till her time is up.

 

Follow, Knights of Petrine,

Where she goes, you reap rewards.

She is wisdom in the night.

Always to bring the nation forward.

 

Listen, River Guard,

Your commander is not afraid,

On the battlefield she was beside you.

She’ll bleed with you on those days.

 

Be still, faithful teachers,

For the Queen is a pious woman,

Holding fast to canonist teachings,

Using its words to guide her hand.

 

Rejoice, all of Petra,

For your Queen is now proclaimed,

And she shall serve without hesitation,

Till she is put down in her grave.

 

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SIGNED,

Marius Lovetts,

Poet Laureate of Petra, Squire of Order of Petrine Laurel, 

Baron of Ballads, Registrar of Rhymes.

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The Lord Chamberlaine of the River Court Prince Paul Alexander of the Petra read over the poem and studied its' contents, performing a nod of approval soon thereafter.

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Sir Theoderic von Theonus read the poem after the coronation, nodding approvingly. "Hit after hit, my squire just can't miss." 

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