Accession to the Throne
Glynda: This… None of this was what I was expecting…
Wojtek: And, what were ye expecting?
Glynda: Last reports I received were that this place was just a mineshaft that found a rich dust vein. That only a hundred, or so people lived out side in a small village.
Wojtek: And, ere ye are, in da midst of da, Kingdom of Lunaris! All started by a man who was once yer student.
Glynda: Mr. Arc has always been a leader, but to turn this place into a kingdom, with him as his king in a fortnight… As a teacher I hoped for him to become the best, Huntsman he could possibly be. But, to give that all up, and become a king… I don’t know how to handle such information.
Wojtek: How any one should; one bit at a time.
Glynda: Wise words indeed. It’s just… This place has a highly functional economy, a military force that puts, Atlas to shame. Underground farms that are so well maintained, and operated, that you could stay trap inside for a century, and never go hungry. Wealth, an abundance that all are treated equally. A Hunter Academy filled with promising young students I have never seen the likes before. I could dare say this place is perfect.
Wojtek: Ha! Dare say you may, but not all is well. Da oder kingdoms do demand upon us, grain, and Dust. Why, because we’s ave it, and dey want it. Da, Grimm still besach our walls, and our mines with dere accursed presence! And, above all, da King stands alone…
Glynda: Alone? But, I thought he had plenty of… Concubine’s at his side. Why does he stand alone?
Wotjek: Aye, he may have concubines; an heir to da throne is someding we need not concern ourselves with. For one among dem may be capable of baring da weight of da crown. But, what we lack is a queen. A queen capable to stand besides ‘em.
Glynda: A queen? But, why can’t one of his concubines… Ugh, I hate referring my students in such a manner. Why can’t they become his queen?
Wotjek: Dey may each be strong in dere own right. But, none of dem ave da strength, nor da wisdom it takes to wear da crown. It shows dere strength dat dey recognize dis demselves. But, it does little to ease our worries…
Glynda: What do you mean by, ‘They don’t posses the strength, nor the wisdom to wear the crown?”
Wotjek: To bare da burden of da crown, one must ave unyielding strength, unwavering courage, and wisdom beyond der years, and must be an unwavering leader in der own right to bare the weight of da crown. Dos three have not the strength nor wisdom to bare it.
Glynda: What do you mean?
Wotjek: Yang Xiao Long, da Aideen Xifeng, of Clan Azar Blades may bare strength, and power like a raging inferno. But, her fire can easily become a raging wildfire if kept unchecked. Nor does she ave experience leading oders into battle. And, she could not bare da weight of a life that is lost under her command.
Glynda: I always thought her temper was one of her greatest weaknesses. If kept unchecked it could get her killed, or someone else. And, you are right, there are reasons we never gave her command of her own team, we knew she couldn’t handle the burden it places upon someone. But, what about, Blake Belladonna? Her father is, Ghira Belladonna, surely she bares some strength of leadership.
Wotjek: Da baying cats whelp?! Ha! She has not da head for leadership.
Glynda: What do you mean?
Wotjek: Blake Belladonna, da Enver Feichín, of Clan Duibhin, may see more in da dark den others, but she sees little upon her mind.
Glynda: You’re talking about how she can easily become tunnelled vision on something. To the point where she ignores resting, and eating in some desperate need to obtain her goal.
Wotjek: I was not aware she could become so clouded in a blind pursuit of her desires… Hmm… I best warn da others of dis possibility…
Glynda: Has she been causing you much trouble?
Wotjek: Not yet, but yer words worry me. Her focus on da Fa’nis is all consuming. She demands of da King to help dem. Yet she can offer no reasoning on why we should elp dem. Da law decrees we must be given a credible reason to elp someone. Yet, she has offered no such reasoning.
Glynda: Hmmm… What about, Pyrrha Nikos, why isn’t she a candidate to be the, Queen. Surely she is one worthy of a crown?
Wotjek: Da, Davika Valda, as da, Queen?! Bahahaha! Such a notion is a poor idea!
Glynda: And, why is that?
Wotjek: Da, Davinka Valda may be a great warrioress, and da King’s Champion. She has not da spine to lead, the marionette is too accustomed to being posed, and being told what she must do, then command dose she must lead.
Glynda: Ahh, I had hopped her time here may have changed that part of her personality.
Wotjek: It take time to change nature; Move too slowly, and da river never changes it course, too fast, and ye be unable to control its course.
Glynda: Wise words indeed. So, there will be no, Queen for the Kingdom under the mountain then?
Wotjek: Hmm… Da possibility still remains, but it depends on if she desires da crown, and more so him.
Glynda: Really, who is this person?
Wotjek: It matters not; unless she decides on where she wishes to tread, it is meaningless to us. Now come, Lady Goodwitch, da King awaits.
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Glynda: I expected more gold covering the walls…
Wotjek: Da, King despises such vain displays of wealth. It betrays da true wealth of da kingdom for shiny baubles.
Glynda: And, what is the true wealth of the kingdom?
Wotjek: Da people who make da shiny baubles.
Glynda: Pff~! Hahaha-ahahaha~! Oh, I see, Jaune has grown much. Or, was he always like this…? Regardless which it is, I look forward to seeing him again.
Wotjek: Den why wait any longer, Lady Goodwitch. For ere is da, King!
Jaune: Da fock do ye bastards mean, we ain’t gonna send da Shield-Breakers?! Ya dink we’re gonna level da whole focking town?! Why, I’ll smash yer heads for dinking we woulds do someding like dat for da ell of it!
Glynda: Well… He’s certainly became more… expressive since I last saw him.
Wotjek: Ahh, dey’s done upset da, King. Dere gonna get it now.
Azar Commander: But, My King. Why are we sending our troops to an little town? Dere’s nothing, but farm land out dere?
Jaune: Dat’s precisely why yer gonna go dere!
Skender Ásgierr Commander: I do not follow you my, King.
Jaune: Haa… You sees da map before ye?
Jaune: And, what do ya see in it?
AC: Da, Kingdom of Lunaris.
Jaune: And, is dat all ye sorry sods can see?
SAC: Is there more to see my, King?
Jaune: Da towns, and villages! Da people dat live around, and about our glorious kingdom! Dat’s who yer supposed ta see!
Glynda: Because just like any town, village, or hamlet, the true treasure are the people who live there, not the land, and resources about them.
AC: What?! Who da ell are you?!
SAC: Dis is a state matter, identify yourself outsider!
Wotjek: Dis be da, Lady Glynda Goodwitch! Deputy Headmistress of Beacon Academy. Former teacher to, Jaune Arc the Engraver, King of Lunaris. And, you will treat her with respect…
AC: My apologies, Lady Goodwitch. If I had know, I would ave held my tongue.
SAC: I offer my sincerest apologies as well. By insulting you, I ave also insulted my, King in turn. I shame myself, and my clan by my actions.
Glynda: You are both forgiven; You knew not who I was so your reactions are understandable.
SAC: You have my gratitude.
Glynda: You are welcome. Now then, I believe your plan, King Arc, was to provide support, most likely military support, medical, or food supplies to the surrounding towns, and villages to form ties with them to eventually have them join as members of the, Kingdom of Lunaris.
Jaune: Ahahaha~! At last, someone who understands my thinking!
Wotjek: Is dat true my king?
Jaune: Aye it is! We will expand our lands, and build upon our kingdom! By brining in dese towns, and villages dat surround our kingdom! We will also enhance it in ways dat will benefit our kingdom for years to come!
SAC: In what ways my, King?
Jaune: As of now, our kingdom is built upon metal, and Dust. Dey’re finite resources! We must rectify dis problem, or we all will fall!
Glynda: You desire to build up this kingdoms industries?;By expanding your control to the surrounding lands, you can increase your farming yields, diversify the types of products you can farm, further expanding your industry, and manufacturing.
Jaune: Aye, I plan to dat an more, my Witch~!
Jaune: Commander, Haakon!
Jaune: Take a force of your men along with some of da, Islywn Rangers, and establish relations with da people to the west of dis line!
AC: It will be done my, King!
Jaune: Commander, Aillard!
Jaune: You will do da same, but to da east!
SAC: As you command my, King.
Jaune: Wotjek da Storm Caller!
Jaune: Inform da, Hunters to prepare for training missions, and routine patrols of da surrounding lands. Even if da people chose not to join us, protecting dem will protect us in turn.
Glynda: Not to mention this activity will improve your relations with them to a point that they may chose to join for the benefits they will gain for the long run.
Jaune: Good, now go, I wish to talk in private with, Lady Goodwitch.
Wotjek: As you wish my, King.
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Jaune: So, why are you ere, Lady Goodwitxh?
Glynda: Lady Goodwitch~! Ahem! I came here searching for my missing students.
Jaune: And, did you find dem?
Glynda: I did, and I wanted to bring them back home, back to, Beacon. However… They are already home.
Jaune: We are a kingdom dat accepts all who come, so long as dey are willing to prove demselves worthy of joining da people of, Lunaris.
Glynda: A noble idea. Something more kingdoms should accept. But, Jaune… There is something I wish to ask you.
Glynda: After being here, spending the day around the people here, around my students, and the new lives they have created here. And, after seeing how full their lives now are left me thinking how mu y life has been so monotonous, so routine. I desire a change in my life, and I know just what I want to do! I wish to join! Join you, and become a member of the, Kingdom of Lunaris!
Jaune: You’d be throwing away yer old life to come ere. Are you willing to make dis sacrifice?
Glynda: I am willing to make this sacrifice.
Jaune: Very well… To prove yer worth to da, Kingdom. I place you as da head of da, Hunter Academy. And, I grant you da title of, Glynda Goodwitch, da Eidorthea, Headmistress’s of Bríghid Academy. May you serve us long, and with honour!
Glynda: It will be my honour, your Grace.
Jaune: Now den… Is dere anyding else you wish to speak about? If not, I as you to take yer leave, I ave much work to do.
Glynda: There is one thing else I wish to speak about your, Grace.
Glynda: I… I heard you were looking for a, Queen…
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This story is just gonna be a lot of world building, and I’m loving it!
