In the port of Camelot, Arthur and Hera were in a restricted area of the royal ship. Arthur, glancing around, sighed. – What are you doing?! – he questioned, veins visible on his face.
Hera, looking at Arthur with her arms crossed, retorted. – You lied to me! – her brow was furrowed in anger.
The king ran his hand over his face. – I didn't lie you! You're the one who keeps fantasizing about a god king! Did I force you to come?! – Looking at her, he sighed and covered her mouth. – I don't want to hear your answer, don't talk to me... – he exclaimed, walking away.
The snow-white goddess, watching at him walk, sighed. – There he goes again, pushing me away... Yes, it's part of his charm, I think... – she whispered, biting her lip.
…
In the afternoon of the same day, at the port of Camelot:
The people, the elders, the nobles and the rich behind Arthur, gazing at the arriving ships.
Arthur and queen Andromeda, donning their crowns and royal robes, stood in front of everyone, observing the ships.
Elder Glayder, standing behind the king, with his arms on his back, muttered to himself. "What a waste of time..."
Elder Ashura, next to the king and queen, said. – Sovereigns, these are the refugees' ships, you didn't have to bother coming...
The king looked at Windsor with an innocent smile. – What do you mean I don't have to bother receiving my people?! – he replied, his words hid plans and machinations.
Hera, alongside Eleanor Alexia, Morgan, Selena, Maya, Ambrose, Phoenix, Emma, Mey, Astrid and Neythiri, gazed at Arthur with a passionate smile. – He's a good king. – she said, blushing.
Qin, hugging Eleanor, smiled. – We'll need to go back soon, but it was good to see you again... – he whispered, bringing his lips closer to hers.
Eleanor, smiling, replied. – Y-Yes, it was good... Thank you Qin... – closing her eyes to receive his kiss.
Princess Alexia, looking at Arthur with a red face, smiled. – Yes, he is... – she whispered with a calm, piercing look.
Queen Andromeda next to the king, smiled. – Rest assured, Windsor! Let the king see his people. – she exclaimed, looking at the king.
…
Minutes later...
Arthur, seeing the people disembark from the ships, smiled and called out loudly. – HOW ARE YOU?!
The Amazons and the refugees, stopping in front of Arthur, bowed. – Your Majesties! – they shouted.
Queen Andromeda, observing Arthur with a smile, said. – It means a lot to them, you know? – she appreciated her son's gesture, unaware of his true intentions.
Elder Darkblood, among the elders, smiled. – Never before has there been a king who cared so much for the people as to receive them... – she said, blushing as she looked at him.
Arthur, approaching the people, smiled. "First, I need the support of the people, and there is no better way to gain support by being one of them. For now, it is not very important to have a palace, the most important thing is the trust of the people. And lastly, I need to make sure the British and the Amazons get along. Nothing brings people together like a common goal, right?" he thought, planning to use his charisma and Zeus to win the love of the people.
Some Amazon princesses approached the king and bowed. – Sovereign, we are responsible for this group. We speak for everyone when we say that we are honored that your majesty remembered us with such affection, to the point of taking a few minutes out of your precious schedule to welcome us... – they said, looking at the floor.
– They are very beautiful... – said Phoenix Ashura, gazing at the princesses.
Hera, with her arms crossed, remarked. – Too beautiful for their own good... – her jealousy was clear.
– Hmph! I'm the one who should be jealous! You're the most beautiful woman in the world, what are you angry about? Every man dreams of your attention, now we humans... – Selena sighed, her arms crossed and her brow furrowed.
Arthur, looking at them, ordered. – Get up! – as they stood, he kissed the foreheads of the nine princesses.
Queen Andromeda, surprised, raised her hand to her mouth. – That...
Everyone was surprised by his gesture.
Arthur, addressing the princesses, said. – You couldn't be at the coronation, but I'll repeat something very important that I said: you are my people, no matter your race, language, gender or appearance. I will give my life in exchange for your safety! – with his hands behind his back and a smile of satisfaction, he couldn't hide his pleasure that his plans were working.
Meanwhile, the nine princesses, looking at Arthur in wonder, blushed and knelt, thinking that the king's bright smile was for them. – And we will give our lives for yours, our king! – they exclaimed, exchanging glances and avoiding his gaze.
Butler, observing the king with his hands behind his back, sighed. "This time, the Light has chosen someone extremely subtle and cunning. These people will die for him if necessary..." he thought, analyzing the king's actions.
Arthur's attitude was surprising, and it meant many things. The British saw it as a marital commitment, while the Amazons saw it as a paternal gesture. It was something that Emperor Agnus Treadway, the fifth after Pendragon, did with his confidants more than five hundred years ago. It was a demonstration of deep affection.
Arthur looked at the soldiers. – Help them all! Prioritize the elderly, pregnant women and the sick! – he ordered.
Prince Persival Treadway turned to the people. – TODAY IS A DAY OF CELEBRATION!!! EAT, DRINK IN THE NAME OF KING ARTHUR!!! – he shouted with joy.
All the people cheered happily. – LONG LIVE KING ARTHUR!! – they screamed.