Thread: To rule a Kingdom (Valken & Presto)

The Blackbriar name was one that was known throughout all the kingdoms. His father ruled the smaller, but richer kingdom of Galeth off to the West. His younger brother was wed to the second Princess of the Kingdom Neveah to the South-West, and they had cousins in strong leadership positions in the Kingdom of Tyn off to the East. On this day the Blackbriar's name would grow even more legendary as Victor Blackbriar , the eldest of his siblings solidified his rule over Caderia. It was a plan Victor, his father and brother had concocted over eight years ago, and in another four the Blackbriar's would rule almost eight percent of the world. Of course neither his brother nor father knew of Victor's plan to make himself Emperor once the time came but that was a plan for another day. Victor had been living in the capitol of Caderia for the past thirteen months in secret. Loyal men had been sneaking into the city in the guise of merchants, peasants, travelers and homesteaders. He had bought off most of the important men in the city guard if not outright replaced them with his own men. Victor's infiltration of the city had been successful, and gone unnoticed by the men who ran the Kingdom. Only one little detail had not gone as planned. The late King managed to get himself killed a good two months before Victor had intended. The past couple of days he had been scrambling to push forward his plans, and he had managed for the most part. While most of the city the important people at least were attending the burial of the late King Victor's men had moved. The took the castle with ease the men who were not already loyal to him quickly surrendered when they realized they had already been infiltrated. The rest of the city was coming along nicely. There were a few spots of resistance but Victor had his best men working at that. His original plan had been to turn the peasants against the last King with his plans pushed forward the crowd was not as loyal to the Blackbriars as Victor would've wanted. But he would manage. The Captain of the Guards, the royal secretary, even the head maid were all in Victor's pocket. The only higher-ups he hadn't wrangled in yet were the three princess. Ruling a Kingdom was something Victor only had training in, no practical experience. Breaking noblewoman was a regular hobby. Royalty was only a small step from Nobility Victor was more than confident that the Princesses would only provide a minor inconvenience, and a major source of education. Becoming King was his entitlement, the Princesses would be his trophy. Without having a proper knowledge of the castle himself yet, Victor had decided to meet the Princess in the room he was most familiar in. The room Victor and his Father had once met with the late King some nine years ago. It was fitting enough in this room Victor had begun to plan the downfall of it's last owner. He had met the two youngest Princesses at that time. Both had been under ten so Victor doubted they remembered him. The eldest had been away at some covenant or school, learning to become Queen. A title she would no longer hold. Suddenly the Princesses arrived all at once, dressed in their simple mourning clothes of black. He of course had simple descriptions of their appearances and personalities, so he recognized Helena when she commanded him to speak his peace, then leave in peace. Unlike the two sisters Victor could see Sina coming, so when she abruptly called out, letting her sister's know who he was he did not startle. Victor stood calmly behind the long table as the middle child berated him. She told him to leave, and her last word was accentuated as the large doors to the room slammed shut, the guards having orders to lock Victor in the room alone with the Princess once they had all arrived. I regret your Father's passing, it was most unexpected. His voice was deep, full of authority and confidence. He began to walk around the table, toward the three girls. I did not know him well, so I do not share your level grief. He came to a stop in front of the girls, his eyes meeting each of them in order of birth, before they stopped on Christiana. His right hand reached out and he gently grasped her left hand, raising it up so he could plant a small kiss on the back of her hand, his eyes looking deeply into hers. His intentions were less than moral with these three girls it would be a challenge to see if he could turn the youngest against her older sisters. Releasing Christiana's hand his eyes looked back to Sina, who seemed to have taken command. His sources had indicated she might be the one to do so. It is is my clarity that I have taken measures to secure a safe future for your Kingdom. Victor loosely clasped his hands behind his back. Like them he was wearing black although the leather he adorned was more akin to something a soldier would wear, rather than something to respect the deceased. Word has been spread to your street criers. Messages sent to your noblewoman and men. I have assumed command of your city guard, your Generals have been sent commands. Since noon this day, I Victor Blackbriar am King of Caderia. He paused, to let the sister's process what he had just told them. Tomorrow evening I will be hosting a ball to formally announce my ascension. The three of you will be my escorts, dutifully showing the world your support. No, their support was not necessary for his takeover, but it would help quell the peasants. Luckily Victor would have the rest of the day and the entire night to show these three Princesses what loyalty would mean.