Gregory and Rachel walked out into the Council Chamber, side by side. They held hands, never wavering in their destination or purpose. The Lords were confused, some even scandalized had the new King impregnated the daughter of the Duke Lanai, they wondered? Or was there something even stranger at work that would bring them to walk together?
Their love was common knowledge, but the abruptness of their public affection caught many off-guard. The people outside, watching in precious televisions and listening on radios, were shocked as well. Swiftly, all conversation in the Council Chamber died, all eyes upon Gregory and Rachel.
Gregory didnt care about them. All that mattered to him was the beautiful woman pressed to his side, practically tied there. Her pale green dress fluttered along the floor, caught on his shoe for just a second every other step. Gregorys world had condensed, and not even the loss of his father could change that. He knew the pain would come later years later but for now, he had Rachel Lanai as his own. And that was enough.
She parted from him at some point he didnt remember when to rejoin her father. The Duke was smiling, shot Gregory a wink. He would be a good adviser, and a trustworthy confidant, just as he had been for Gregorys own father.
The new King crossed the chamber alone, still sensing Rachel beside him as though she willed herself to march with him, to strengthen his resolve. Slowly, he approached the Duke Oahu, senior noble of the Kingdom.
Oahu regarded Gregory inscrutably for a moment, then raised a book in his hands. It was an old book perhaps as old as the Cataclysm. It was filled with maps maps, and listings of strange, faraway places. All listed as part of the Unitedsmens own Empire. It was a very old book, though, and many things were missing. There was no Arizona in it, though there were references to such a place. Perhaps it was like the Heaven of the Christ-men?
Oahu held out the book, smiling slightly at Gregory.
Gregory Alastair, he said calmly, his powerful voice resonating through the Council Chamber. Are you fit for duty as King of Hawaii?
Ae, Gregory responded, the Hawaiian affirmative racing from his tongue. He knew what would be said it was the Dukes, the audience, who would not know until the end.
Are you of sound mind, of stout heart, of unflinching resolve, and of compassionate love? Oahu asked.
Ae, Gregory repeated, never once blinking or breaking eye contact with Oahu.
Upon what do you swear these? Oahu asked. Gregory hesitated, then dedicated resolution passed through him the time for dancing was done.
I swear my mind upon the books of the Unitedsmen, he declared. There were nods it was formal, expected.
I swear my heart upon Hawaii, upon the people I am charged to protect.
More nods. He was following a script, now every king had said these words.
I swear my resolve upon the sea, which I never have feared and love as my mother, Gregory continued. The dukes were smiling he was still traditional. There was only one more response to give.
I swear my love upon Rachel Lanai, my queen in Honolulu Palace.
There was an utter silence for a moment, while the nobles digested the sudden break from tradition. Then Oahu let out a single laugh, and Rachel smiled broadly. Gregory felt the tension deep inside him ease at the sight.
Repeat after me, Gregory Alastair, Oahu declared. Upon my life or death, upon my immortal soul, by my faiths, by the Unitedsmen, by history, by my father, and by every man, woman and child in Hawaii, I will give my all for this land, never to see it suffer or wither. If I should fail in this task, then the Sea will claim me for her own. I do so swear.
Upon my life or death, upon my immortal soul, by my faiths, by the Unitedsmen, by history, by my father, and by every man, woman and child in Hawaii, I will give my all for this land, never to see it suffer or wither. If I should fail in this task, then the Sea will claim me for her own. I do so swear.
Oahu passed the book to a servant, who swiftly wrapped it in cloth. Oahu accepted from this servant the Crown of State, raised it for all to see. Gregory dropped to one knee, bowed his head.
The crown was placed on his head first, but then he felt the touch of a cold steel sword on his shoulder. He waited as it lifted, then touched his other shoulder, before finally vanishing.
Rise, King Gregory the First of Hawaii! Oahu commanded. Gregory came to his feet, a wave of applause and cheers surging around him. He bowed to Oahu, turned and did the same to the crowd. Finally, he stood tall, waiting for the clapping to die down.
It was nearly five minutes before the crowd finally became peaceful again, sensing the King was about to speak. Gregory cleared his throat, mentally reviewed his notes then raised his voice and began to speak.