Chapitre 41: Chapter forty-one: A Well-deserved rest.
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~~~Azrael Jaesyrian, eighth moon, 276 AC~~~
~~~Xandar~~~
Applause, roses, kisses, and blessings greeted me as I passed through the Sunset Gates, filling my spirit and giving me pure life.
"Long live the King!"
"Blessings to Priya!"
"Long live the Khal!"
Various messages filled with love and happiness reached my ears, as the thousands of people in the city positioned themselves on both sides of the road to let me pass. 'Is this how Alexander the Great must have felt every time he brought a new victory to his land?'
I'll never know, but I do know that this feeling was a thousand times better than when I managed to spur that bucket of water into the Lhazareen lands.
"Don't let my presence stop the celebrations!" I said in a moment, getting everyone's attention, "Let the carnival continue for the next few days!"
"Yeah!"
If everyone was happy before, they were now euphoric, full of jubilation, and wanting to continue dancing and enjoying themselves.
For my part, I rode towards the big stable, since the place was big enough to accommodate the more than three million people accompanying me.
The great stable, four times the size of the Rungrado First of May stadium, a titan in its own right, capable of housing over ten million horses, along with the capacity to house another seven million mammoth-sized creatures, with its forty stories high, towered over the other buildings like a sequoia among bushes.
The great building had already been cleared of all foreigners, civilian personnel, or any prying eyes and ears, as well as being surrounded by the witches, who watched that nothing that went on inside its doors would be revealed outside.
The undying horde, along with the carriage drivers, had already gone to the stables area, where they would leave their horses for the grooms and staff in charge to focus on them, along with unhitching the carriages from the devastators and feeding them.
As for me, I was left in the large stone square that remained in the center of the stable, facing the hundreds of thousands of slaves that traveled with me from the abandoned Vaes Dothrak and the destroyed cities of Meereen and Yunkai.
"Your past as slaves is dead!" I said to them all, using a megaphone to make my voice reach all those assembled, "You have now arrived at Xandar, a haven, home, and shield for you all!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
My words were accompanied by the sound of the one-armed shields of my blood riders, who struck them with their arakh. "So now, come to me and be reborn as a new person, a Xandarian!"
Immediately, I grabbed an incantation book from the Minecraft menu; only this time, the book didn't materialize, but my right hand started to glow the same colors as the book.
That was something new I had discovered—a change that had occurred since I slayed that demon in Vaes Dothrak. I could now use the enchantment books without them materializing, which made it seem like I had powers.
The slaves soon began to line up, which seemed almost endless. Fortunately, the sun in the city always seemed cloudy, which gave a cool atmosphere, which accompanied by the strong cool breezes from the sea, made the weather bearable.
I began to touch the foreheads of the slaves with my right hand, which, thanks to the power of the book of the loyalty incantation, gained the absolute loyalty of anyone I touched.
Once the former slave was touched by me, he would be taken to the stable baths, where he would be cleaned to the extreme. Then, they would be taken in carriages along with other former slaves, bound for Amanda's academy, where they would be taught Latin, or, as people knew it in this world: High Valyrian.
They would not only learn the language, but also the rules, laws and guidelines that made Xandar run with extreme order, and there they would be given the etiquette of citizenship, along with the work they could do in the future.
That whole process took me all afternoon and, when I was done, I had barely managed to get less than three hundred thousand touched by my touch, missing many more, but for now, all I wanted was to get to the giant bed in my room and sleep for at least two days, I would take care of the others in the next few days.
So without wasting time, I set out on the journey to the castle, in the company of my blood riders and my wolves. It was at these moments that I wondered what prompted me to create a city of this size, since after leaving the big stable, it took me almost forty minutes to get to the castle, something completely exhausting.
'Could the weapon and toolsmiths employ a train mechanism in the city?' I wondered if in Minecraft there were railroad tracks and wagons, and although these advanced with the controls shown in the game, a mechanism could be created with the help of Redstone and levers, along with circuitry. This could improve transportation within the city, and thus shorten the time from one location to another.
"Yes, that I will do," I said aloud. "Did Your Majesty say something?" Gallio asked me once I got off my horse.
"Just thinking out loud, Gallio," I said, watching them close the huge gates that allowed entrance to the castle's reception courtyard. At the same time, a young man took the reins of my horse and led him to the royal stables.
"Your Majesty, I know you are tired, but..." Gallio began to say slowly, to which I only sighed, "Tell me what is going on."
"The High Council wishes an emergency meeting with you; they wish to address the important issues that have transpired since your departure, as well as the plan of action against the leftover ships that still prowl our shores."
"Can they leave the meeting until early tomorrow morning?" I asked Gallio, though he understood it was more of an order than a request, "So shall it be Your Majesty, good night." It was the last thing he said—to then take another way, perhaps to meet the parrot managers, to send the message.
In my case, I walked until I reached the royal square, a large section of buildings, halls, parks, a swimming pool, theaters, saunas, cold rooms, and even gardens within the royal section of the castle.
It was like being on a cruise ship, all meant to satisfy as many future royals as possible, although at the moment it was empty, only occupied in the morning by workers or cleaning and maintenance staff.
"Have fun, but I don't want any whores outside Zone C," I told my riders, who stopped following me and went to Zone C, where the pools, saunas and cold rooms were.
The eight men soon went another way, laughing and chatting among themselves, while I continued on my way along with my wolves to my quarters.
Soon, I entered the area of my quarters, being greeted by large netherite doors, protected by two unsullied with enchanted weapons and armor.
"Your Majesty," they both greeted me, opening the two doors and letting me through. "Thank you."
After passing through the doors, I was greeted by a spacious room with well-crafted furniture, armchairs, tables, and countertops, with gold and jeweled accents, and the floor completely covered in gray carpet.
The wolves stayed in this room, lying in a section specifically for them, where there was meat and water on several trays.
I followed and passed the room, passing through a wide hallway, giving me views on both sides from time to time to other rooms, plus steps to balconies and wide terraces. Soon I came to the main room, a large bedroom with a large bed in the center and a huge window at the head of the bed.
With tables and armchairs spread appropriately around the room, the clock read eight o'clock at night; however, a glance out the balconies of the room showed me that the activity on the streets of the city had not stopped, thanks to the high altitude I was at, along with the fact that the larger areas of celebration were always away from the castle.
Still, with my armor on, I re-entered the room and began to remove it, placing it on an armor stand and being left in a fine wool nightgown.
It smelled foul since I hadn't taken a bath since I left Yunkai, so entering the cold room, I was greeted by a huge room, with several huge chunks of ice stacked in one corner, which contained distilled cold water, this reaching up to a large pool decorated with tiles and rubies.
I took off my nightgown and plunged into the pool of icy water, feeling the cold water, stinging my skin and taking away the stress I was carrying.
However, I heard footsteps entering the room, and knowing that the only person authorized to enter my quarters was only one, I greeted her, "You were late, Valka".
Looking in the direction of the entrance, I saw Valka wearing a transparent dress, this time without her signature black garments, along with her normal face, minus the gothic makeup that adorned her face at all times.
"I see you started the bath without me, sweetheart," she said to me, then removed the sleeves of the dress and let it fall to the tiled floor.
"I was tired, but not anymore," I said with a flirtatious smile on my face, looking at Valka's amazingly beautiful body.
I had started a relationship with Valka a few weeks ago; I didn't know what we were; I just knew it was a relationship of convenience, where she had fun, and so did I, free of commitments and obligations.
"I hope so because I have stress to release too," she commented in her sultry voice, stepping into the pool and approaching me, "I planned to sleep, but there will be time for that later" I commented, taking her by the waist and pulling her closer to me, receiving a giggle from her.
Neither of us slept that night.
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