A Thousand Gasps
Jun 24, 2009 3:31:53 GMT -5
Post by Kender Bard on Jun 24, 2009 3:31:53 GMT -5
Sunray sat beside Dusk at audience, though his attention was clearly elsewhere. Some of the courtiers grumped about this - didn't the king care enough to stay awake during Audience? Indeed, some of the petitioners seemed ruffled as well.
Sunray just kept one hand on some of the rolled up scrolls on his lap and gazed off into the distance with a bored look.
"Hey, wake up," Twilight whispered from his place at the adviser's seat. "I know this part of the day is a yawn but you're making people angry."
"Time to bring things to a close, then," Sunray murmured. He hesitated and leaned over to Dusk, lowering his voice for her ears only. "Dusk... I hope someday you can forgive me."
Sunray stood and cleared his throat. The court fell quiet. "I have a number of greatly important announcements to make," the King declared. He took the scrolls in hand and unrolled one. "My first announcement. I wish to make it official that should anything befall me or should I become unfit, unable, or unwilling to do my duty to the Crown and the land of Anarlina, I wish my queen Dusk to rule on with my brother, Lord Twilight Flamehart, acting as adviser to her, godfather to Prince Sunlight, and regent to the throne to rule alongside Dusk."
This was met with murmurs but... it was no terrible surprise. Twilight was already an acting adviser and while many might have expected that regeancy fall to just the queen alone or to his sister, Priestess Snowflake, it wasn't terribly unusual.
Sunray rolled up the scroll. "Next, I wish to announce abolishment of Audience and Court."
The court went wild immediately.
Sunray rather wished he was a Wind but he summoned up every ounce of shouting strength in him and boomed with all the kingly authority he could muster, "SILENCE!" He scowled darkly at the assembled people. "What purpose does this audience serve?" he sneered, contempt dripping from his voice. "You all come here, courtiers, and prowl about like jackals for some morsel of gossip to latch onto and fight one another over with. You slander good names, degrade the integrity of people, and make a laughingstock of our nation. And what of my petitioners? My time is wasted on people who insist on bringing the most petty of problems before me. No more! Take your grievances up with the lords of your district. Whisper your lies and treacherous words around the fountains. I'll have no more of it in my halls!" He gave a short, angry laugh. "And may that be my finest achievement in my reign! Good riddance to sycophants and slime! Congratulations, Anarlina, you have driven me to become a most desperate man indeed. To ensure I finally get some Force-damned peace in my life, I shall abdicate the throne to Queen Dusk and finally get to live the life I've always wanted rather than play liege to this petty land. Furthermore, to go into effect immediately after my leave of the crown, I announce us divorced. Let my actions stain not her - she who actually gives a damn about you people, and cares what you think and feel, Forces only know why. Etaf is a cruel Force to have made me king by blood and her by marriage when it should have been the other way around. Let you fill her ears with your whining."
He shut his eyes, and took a breath. The rest... The rest of his plan hinged on the next moment to come. Twilight, brother, please be as predictable and violently passionate as I know you.
"Are you INSANE!?" Twilight shouted and leapt to his feet, staring with open shock at Sunray. Sunray let out a shaky breath - so far so good. "Are you mad? Sunray, what has gotten into you!?"
"A good idea," Sunray replied smoothly.
Twilight snarled and stalked around to stand next to Sunray - the king turned to face his brother and the two glared at one another in front of the throne. "What you're doing is denying Anarlina her most basic and sacred right - to be able to come before the king for any reason and lay their troubles directly at the feet of their lord! How dare you defy them that right?!"
Sunray just snorted.
Twilight shook with his anger. "You'd spit on the principles this kingdom was founded on?! I won't stand by idly and let you do this! This is your DUTY to Anarlina! Yes, I know that courtiers can be a pain in our royal asses. They know it too! Yes, sometimes the day can be long and tiring and you question why you have to settle a dispute over minor issues. Everyone knows that our system is not perfect, but it's what's right! Only in Anarlina can the most humble of men stand shoulder to shoulder with men of breeding and power and be heard as an equal to their king, in court, in Audience. I won't let you tear that away from them! Not while I still draw breath!"
Oh brother, thank you, Sunray thought, but merely flashed the elder Flamehart a nasty little grin. "It hardly matters now? I'm free." He took off his crown and tossed it contemptuously to his empty seat.
Twilight snatched the crown in the air and stood with it upheld as he hissed, "Then stand aside, former king, and let the regent fix what you've dared to break."
The people stared in open, silent shock. None had ever heard the Prince speak so passionately of Anarlina, defend her so vehemently.
And, incidentally, one of the courtiers got the bright idea that it seemed as though Twilight was in favor of keeping Court. Their lifestyle. That seemed like a very, very good idea. And the first voice might be able to steal a little of that patriotic thunder... "Hail to Twilight Flamehart!"
Another courtier got the same idea. "Hail, Twilight Flamehart! Hail to the Queen!"
Others, perhaps less selfishly motivated and simply stirred by the passionate speech Twilight had given, joined in. "Hail, Twilight Flamehart!"
Sunray shut his eyes. That's it. Love your Prince. Love the man who stood up to the king for your rights. Love your future King. Hail, Twilight Flamehart, true king to the throne.
Sunray just kept one hand on some of the rolled up scrolls on his lap and gazed off into the distance with a bored look.
"Hey, wake up," Twilight whispered from his place at the adviser's seat. "I know this part of the day is a yawn but you're making people angry."
"Time to bring things to a close, then," Sunray murmured. He hesitated and leaned over to Dusk, lowering his voice for her ears only. "Dusk... I hope someday you can forgive me."
Sunray stood and cleared his throat. The court fell quiet. "I have a number of greatly important announcements to make," the King declared. He took the scrolls in hand and unrolled one. "My first announcement. I wish to make it official that should anything befall me or should I become unfit, unable, or unwilling to do my duty to the Crown and the land of Anarlina, I wish my queen Dusk to rule on with my brother, Lord Twilight Flamehart, acting as adviser to her, godfather to Prince Sunlight, and regent to the throne to rule alongside Dusk."
This was met with murmurs but... it was no terrible surprise. Twilight was already an acting adviser and while many might have expected that regeancy fall to just the queen alone or to his sister, Priestess Snowflake, it wasn't terribly unusual.
Sunray rolled up the scroll. "Next, I wish to announce abolishment of Audience and Court."
The court went wild immediately.
Sunray rather wished he was a Wind but he summoned up every ounce of shouting strength in him and boomed with all the kingly authority he could muster, "SILENCE!" He scowled darkly at the assembled people. "What purpose does this audience serve?" he sneered, contempt dripping from his voice. "You all come here, courtiers, and prowl about like jackals for some morsel of gossip to latch onto and fight one another over with. You slander good names, degrade the integrity of people, and make a laughingstock of our nation. And what of my petitioners? My time is wasted on people who insist on bringing the most petty of problems before me. No more! Take your grievances up with the lords of your district. Whisper your lies and treacherous words around the fountains. I'll have no more of it in my halls!" He gave a short, angry laugh. "And may that be my finest achievement in my reign! Good riddance to sycophants and slime! Congratulations, Anarlina, you have driven me to become a most desperate man indeed. To ensure I finally get some Force-damned peace in my life, I shall abdicate the throne to Queen Dusk and finally get to live the life I've always wanted rather than play liege to this petty land. Furthermore, to go into effect immediately after my leave of the crown, I announce us divorced. Let my actions stain not her - she who actually gives a damn about you people, and cares what you think and feel, Forces only know why. Etaf is a cruel Force to have made me king by blood and her by marriage when it should have been the other way around. Let you fill her ears with your whining."
He shut his eyes, and took a breath. The rest... The rest of his plan hinged on the next moment to come. Twilight, brother, please be as predictable and violently passionate as I know you.
"Are you INSANE!?" Twilight shouted and leapt to his feet, staring with open shock at Sunray. Sunray let out a shaky breath - so far so good. "Are you mad? Sunray, what has gotten into you!?"
"A good idea," Sunray replied smoothly.
Twilight snarled and stalked around to stand next to Sunray - the king turned to face his brother and the two glared at one another in front of the throne. "What you're doing is denying Anarlina her most basic and sacred right - to be able to come before the king for any reason and lay their troubles directly at the feet of their lord! How dare you defy them that right?!"
Sunray just snorted.
Twilight shook with his anger. "You'd spit on the principles this kingdom was founded on?! I won't stand by idly and let you do this! This is your DUTY to Anarlina! Yes, I know that courtiers can be a pain in our royal asses. They know it too! Yes, sometimes the day can be long and tiring and you question why you have to settle a dispute over minor issues. Everyone knows that our system is not perfect, but it's what's right! Only in Anarlina can the most humble of men stand shoulder to shoulder with men of breeding and power and be heard as an equal to their king, in court, in Audience. I won't let you tear that away from them! Not while I still draw breath!"
Oh brother, thank you, Sunray thought, but merely flashed the elder Flamehart a nasty little grin. "It hardly matters now? I'm free." He took off his crown and tossed it contemptuously to his empty seat.
Twilight snatched the crown in the air and stood with it upheld as he hissed, "Then stand aside, former king, and let the regent fix what you've dared to break."
The people stared in open, silent shock. None had ever heard the Prince speak so passionately of Anarlina, defend her so vehemently.
And, incidentally, one of the courtiers got the bright idea that it seemed as though Twilight was in favor of keeping Court. Their lifestyle. That seemed like a very, very good idea. And the first voice might be able to steal a little of that patriotic thunder... "Hail to Twilight Flamehart!"
Another courtier got the same idea. "Hail, Twilight Flamehart! Hail to the Queen!"
Others, perhaps less selfishly motivated and simply stirred by the passionate speech Twilight had given, joined in. "Hail, Twilight Flamehart!"
Sunray shut his eyes. That's it. Love your Prince. Love the man who stood up to the king for your rights. Love your future King. Hail, Twilight Flamehart, true king to the throne.