Pronoia, Elysium
January 1st, 1736
King Aurelian Galantinus was bored. He was 20 years old, a king of his own right, of a small, but modern kingdom in the new world. He wanted to sleep really, he hadn’t slept well last night.
But he was the king and he had to prepare for his yet young reign. His recently wedded wife Flavia was down at the Zeus temple to pray. Him? He could barely wait for her to come home, to see her perfect body – coupled with the perfect mind – and just be together. Not only as married couples should. No, he wanted to spend time with her. Learn to know her better.
He knew she was into history, especially history of Rome. Him, he had ambitions for the future. Future of Elysium, future of his dynasty. Future of the world. He wanted to make Elysium the lighthouse of America. He wanted to control vast areas, but not by war. To the west, the indigenous tribes lay, virtually defenseless.
Waging war with the civilized colonies of America would be out of his reach. The Holy Roman Empire and North Sea Empire was way too strong, and they would protect their colonies. Elysium, albeit once founded by the Eastern Roman Empire – the true Rome – was no longer a colony. Sure, they had close relations. But Elysium stood alone.
No, he planned to be at peace with his civilized neighbors if he could help it. But the tribes? A good place to expand. He needed the support of the senate to pass the legislation for colonial ventures though. And he knew very well the conservative forces did not want to venture outside the safe borders that were Elysium.
But right now? Right now, he wanted to prepare for when Flavia came home from her visit to the Zeus temple. Oh, she was such a devout soul. He prayed she would always be his muse, all to the day he crossed over Styx! But that was – Zeus willing – a long time coming. He really should read up on the history of Elysium, Flavia was so fond of the old tales.
Now, where did he place his old history books?
January 1st, 1736
King Aurelian Galantinus was bored. He was 20 years old, a king of his own right, of a small, but modern kingdom in the new world. He wanted to sleep really, he hadn’t slept well last night.
But he was the king and he had to prepare for his yet young reign. His recently wedded wife Flavia was down at the Zeus temple to pray. Him? He could barely wait for her to come home, to see her perfect body – coupled with the perfect mind – and just be together. Not only as married couples should. No, he wanted to spend time with her. Learn to know her better.
He knew she was into history, especially history of Rome. Him, he had ambitions for the future. Future of Elysium, future of his dynasty. Future of the world. He wanted to make Elysium the lighthouse of America. He wanted to control vast areas, but not by war. To the west, the indigenous tribes lay, virtually defenseless.
Waging war with the civilized colonies of America would be out of his reach. The Holy Roman Empire and North Sea Empire was way too strong, and they would protect their colonies. Elysium, albeit once founded by the Eastern Roman Empire – the true Rome – was no longer a colony. Sure, they had close relations. But Elysium stood alone.
No, he planned to be at peace with his civilized neighbors if he could help it. But the tribes? A good place to expand. He needed the support of the senate to pass the legislation for colonial ventures though. And he knew very well the conservative forces did not want to venture outside the safe borders that were Elysium.
But right now? Right now, he wanted to prepare for when Flavia came home from her visit to the Zeus temple. Oh, she was such a devout soul. He prayed she would always be his muse, all to the day he crossed over Styx! But that was – Zeus willing – a long time coming. He really should read up on the history of Elysium, Flavia was so fond of the old tales.
Now, where did he place his old history books?
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