The ceremony ended as the people returned to their various homes, the royalties from other kingdoms were given a royal quarter for guests, where they will spend the night, and the king went to his chambers.
He was met with a new room, a new luxury and a king? His life has changed, grateful for this glory, he vowed to be a better king. He slept well that night as the royal maids stood outside his chambers to guide him, taking turns to watch the door, same as the royal guards, not making mistakes.
The next morning, King Erian woke up to the soft rustling of silk and the gentle whispering of the royal maids outside his chambers. He stretched his arms, feeling the luxurious softness of his new bed. As he sat up, the maids entered, bowing gracefully, and presented him with a golden tray bearing a steaming cup of tea and a delicate pastry.
"Good morning, Your Majesty," they chimed in unison.
Erian smiled, taking a sip of the tea, and nodded in appreciation. The maids then introduced themselves, each one curtsying and stating their name and role. The king listened attentively, committing their names to memory.
Just then, the door opened, and a stately figure entered, dressed in elegant robes with a golden sash around his waist. He bowed low, his eyes fixed on the king.
"Your Majesty, I am Theophilus, the Chief Eunuch. It is an honor to serve you."
Erian nodded, acknowledging the introduction. Theophilus then presented the royal guards and eunuchs, each one stepping forward to bow and state their name.
With the introductions complete, Theophilus offered to show the king around the palace. Erian agreed, eager to explore his new domain.
As they walked, the palace unfolded before him like a marvel. The walls were adorned with intricate tapestries, depicting the history of Eridoria. The floors were made of polished marble, reflecting the light of the crystal chandeliers. They passed through grand halls, ornate chambers, and lush gardens, each one more breathtaking than the last.
The palace was a testament to the wealth and craftsmanship of Eridoria, a true marvel of architecture. Erian's heart swelled with pride, knowing that this was now his home, and he was determined to fill it with wisdom, justice, and prosperity.
The eunuch led king Erian to the royal library. The library was a majestic chamber filled with towering shelves, laden with ancient tomes, scrolls, and manuscripts. The air was thick with the scent of parchment and knowledge. Erian's eyes widened as he gazed upon the treasure trove of Eridoria's history.
Theophilus led him to a section dedicated to the chronicles of past kings. Erian's fingers traced the spines of the leather-bound books, stopping at the one adorned with the golden emblem of the chronicles of the past rulers.
"Lucio I," Theophilus began, "was the first human to hear the gods, by the help of gods, he became the founder of our great nation. He united the warring clans and established the throne. His wisdom and strength paved the way for our prosperity."
Erian opened the book, devouring the pages filled with tales of Lucio's conquests, his justice, and his vision. The next book told the story of Lucio II, who expanded the kingdom's borders through diplomacy and strategic alliances. Lucio III's chronicle spoke of his bravery in the face of war, defending Eridoria against invaders.
As Erian delved deeper, he discovered the story of King Arin I, a just and fair ruler who established the royal cabinet and the council of elders. His successor, King Arin II, was Erian's predecessor, whose reign was marked by wisdom and peace.
The chronicles painted a vivid picture of Eridoria's history, a tapestry woven from threads of courage, wisdom, and strength. Erian felt the weight of responsibility settle upon him, knowing he was now a part of this legacy.