Chapter 1: Matthias
Matthias patted Danielle's tearful blue eyes and wiped the tears of sorrow away, he did not cry, he couldn't cry. He had to remain strong for his wife and for the people of Albuaras. It had been announced in the will that he was to be King. Andrew had no wife or children and he would not leave his throne to his younger brother Julius. Julius was wicked and cruel, he was not set to be a King or have any sort of power, and used black magic. A magic that has been banned from use due to it's nature. It was used to curse and maim, never could anything good come of it's use, no matter what purpose it was used for, it would always have a negative side effect.
Matthias took a slow breath; "Stop crying my love. He doesn't have to live in this cruel world any longer."
"I loved that man." she said.
Matthias wrapped his arm around his beloved and said, "We all did my love. We all did." his stubble scratched against her neck as it always did, "Rupert! Come here my boy!"
"What Daddy?" he replied.
Matthias wavered his arm; "Group hug." Matthias scooped up Rupert and held him close. He needed the comfort just as much as his wife only he hid it better. The Kingdom of Albuaras was in tears, there wasn't a citizen in that city who did not love King Andrew, he was an excellent leader and a fair King. Injustice did not go unpunished and parties for the whole kingdom were held in the capital every few months. He was a loved man. Matthias watched as his closest friend burnt to ashes. It was the Phoenix's family tradition past down for centuries. "Dead in the ashes, I will rise, reborn of fire. A Phoenix!"It was a phrase Matthias knew well and one he would have to recite in order to become the next King of Albuaras.
"Your coronation will begin shortly, Lord Matthias." said Cecil.
"Thank you Cecil. You have always treated me like a son from the day I set foot in the capital."
"Thank you Cecil." sniffed Danielle.
"Oh. It's quite alright. May the god's bless us with many more years together and happier days than today." replied Cecil.
"Yes. May the gods bless us."
Cecil looked at Rupert; "Look to the skies little one. The fireworks will start soon." and just like that the fireworks splashed across the sky. People did the best they could to celebrate and enjoy the display of vibrant reds and oranges and yellows. The colours of fire and of the phoenix.
"Would Lord Matthias please step forward." Matthias stepped onto the ceremonial platform for his coronation, "Matthias Mark Stone, Lord of Antar and dear friend of King Andrew, Do you take the Phoenix oath and promise to the Kingdom of Albuaras?" asked Cecil.
Matthew knelt and put his hand to his heart; "I do."