Polymath Redux

Chapter 33: I have a dream that one day...

Three days after Morgana had received the royal summons from King Lionel Crom, the streets leading up to and around the Royal Palace of the Sun was filled by a sea of people. Not only humans but also demons were in attendance to see their beloved 'Saintly Merchant' and 'Mysterious Flaming Hero'. Even though their names had only been a new addition to the city of Solaris they had already achieved beyond celebrity status and had captured the hearts and minds of millions.

Clad in a nice looking leather/plate armor was the 'Flaming Hero' Irina who walked past the masses with a dignified look. Just from her sheer walking figure her charisma was exuded all about the area and the people reacted as though a god had just walked past them. Following slightly behind was Morgana Daltress' form, who eluded a greatly feminine and gentle aura about her. She waved to the onlookers with a friendly demeanor as she walked past them.

A single child with horns, a demon kind, came rushing out with a bouquet of flowers ready to give it to Morgana. However as she ran too quickly she fell down face flat onto the pavement and was about to cry. Morgana elegantly walked up towards the child and held her up and wiped the dust off her face before gently kissing the small wound.

"Are you alright now?"

She asked in a gentle voice. The small child stared blankly for a few seconds before smiling back nodding.

"Yes! Thank you!"

The child spoke as she handed the bouquet of flowers. Seeing this scene the crowd became silent with awe at just how magnanimous she was to the demon kind. Treating them as though they were equals the onlookers couldn't help but feel that this woman was perfection and gentleness incarnate. Soon after the mother of the demon child came rushing forward to retrieve her daughter. She bowed and thanked Morgana before returning.

"It's no problem. Thank you for these flowers."

Morgana replied as she continued walking. Leaving the scene the crowd was left breathless at her kindness and far-reaching heart that extended to the often discriminated against demon kind. However unbeknownst to the populace the demon mother and child was none other than Mordred and his doppelganger with an altered appearance; yes, this was all just a ruse to up her popularity even more by manipulating the hearts of the populace with minimal effort.

Morgana and Irina walked past the entrance to the Royal Palace and were directed straight into the throne room. There more sea of people was gathered up but they had a slightly different expression compared to that of the onlookers outside. These people were the nobility of Xagontetia.

Sitting upon the throne that was elevated above the rest of the ground by stairs was a man appearing to be into his mid 40s, with some grey hair in sight and adorned with royal clothing. A golden crown upon his head, this man was the King of the Xagontetia Sun Country. Standing closely besides him were three other men that were his aides; Pierre Granate, Lucian Zandora and Mikhail Anton.

Standing guard just under the stairs were two people who had already been acquainted with Morgana and Irina, they were the Heads of the Royal Alchemy and Royal Knight Commissions, Del Granate and Vladimir Zandora. Also standing next to them was the face of a man who Morgana knew but not vice versa, the Grand Cardinal Lazzaro Zeder. It wasn't particularly that Morgana had met him directly but she had received information about Morialia confronting him.

The members of the Hywel Knights were also in attendance for their efforts however the main event for today was about Morgana Daltress and Irina.

Irina and Morgana walked up to the center of the throne room and graciously bowed before the king. An action so elegant that even the other nobles were starting to be affected by their charisma just from appearances. The king acknowledged their presence and spoke up.