Requiem for a Tyrant, Fight for a Throne
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The Imperial delegation from the Empire of shen had already been up and awake for hours by the time It even boarded the limousine and joined the motorcade to the funeral.

Wu Zhou had already gotten up at 3:30 a.m. to begin her preparation for the funeral.

One of the servants that had joined her on this journey, woke her up at best cold and lonely hour and soon woke up her daughter. The pair had begun the long-drawn-out process of preparation almost instantly. First sharing a large and hearty breakfast, knowing that they would have few opportunities to eat throughout the rest of the day.

After showering the Princess finally sat down, and her staff began the long process of styling her. First came her outfits for the event. Choosing a traditional outfit. Black robes with a muted red highlight. Topped off with her silver tiara.

After that her daughter joined her, wearing a similar black robe but with green highlights instead of red. They sat next to each other as their staff Worked diligently at applying makeup. The mother and daughter keeping each other entertained with slide remarks and jokes.

When the process was almost done, the Prince-General joined his sister and his niece. Wearing his black dress uniform complete with a black cloak and white fur brim. The small line of ribbons over his chest and the few metals that he had one all being polished to a mirror finish.

Everything was set for the day ahead. When they finally boarded their limousines enjoying the motorcade The Princess and the Prince sat next to each other finally having a moment to talk.

"... who's first on your list brother?"

"Im meeting with Xochiqui and Cuālincōcatle after the funeral. I'm promising them joint military training exercises between the shen and Xiomerain empire, in the event of them supporting our chosen candidate. And if she wins the Empire will order 6 new frigates and two new support vessels that day. That should get the defense industry on our side. After that I'm going to attend a meetings with Admiral Tlālpantlizal and General Cuauh'ez offering them the same thing. I know Cuauh'ez has been itching for joint operations between his Jaguar Warriors and the Imperial Guard for some time now. "

The princess knoded her head, briefly turning her attention towards the massive crowds of mourners.

She wondered how many of them were actually genuinely saddened by the loss of their leader. She wondered how many people would show up, when it was her mother's time to go. She wondered how many people will show up if she ever got the opportunity to die an empress.

"Ihuitl is someone we have to get on our side. Offering them reduced prices for natural resources from state-owned mines and improved access to our consumers will get him on our side"

"Cuitōnzitl is not going to like that. We already undercut the domestic mineral market as it is. Reducing even more barriers is going to get quite a few mineral magnet upset"

" I know. I'm just hoping but we can do this quietly so that doesn't become an issue. Discretion is the key to these sort of things"

" i know...Pa'zi and his petroleum people on our list?"


" no. We can't afford to sacrifice our energy Independence any more than we already have. Relying on the natural gas and oil fields in mologon is already a massive security issue"

The prince nodded in agreement as they pulled up to the funeral.

" we will talk about this more after the funeral"


The shen arrived just after the councillors of Kerille. Taking a bit longer to climb out of the limousines because of the elaborateness of their clothing. But regardless they made their way into the Huēyi Teōcalli.

They were ushered in close to the counselors that had preceded them. The princess didn't seem to mind and the prince had more important things to worry about, but Biyu, the daughter princess Wu made sure that she was in the front of their perception. She was seated closest to the counselors.

the youngest member of the Imperial delegation always had a strange fascination with the matriarchy. Her mother had been more thus far willing to nurture her interest in other cultures with books and even letting her meet ambassadors. But she never gotten this close before.

The princess took her seat right behind Pierre and the delegation remained quiet throughout the rest of the funeral. Silently offering prayer in their native language, in their head to join the choir a prayer going to heaven.

It certainly didn't hurt the emperor to put in a good word with another set of deities, Just in case.

When it was all over in the emperor's body had been burnt to ash the delegation joined the line of mourners giving their personal dedication to the former Empress

Biyu was first.

The 14 year old bowed her head in the presence of royalty.

" I'm so sorry for your loss"

She was followed by her two older cousins. First came the lieutenant and then the ensign, but they both said the same thing.

" my condolences empress. May he rest in peace"

Prince-general wu what's next

" your husband was a man of uncompromising character and great honor. The world has lost a man it can never replace"

The Prince and his wife stepped back allowing the princess to say her own words. Like the other mourners she got in close so that she could be heard over the crowds of people making their way out of the Temple. But she got in closer than most. Close enough where she could whisper directly into the empresses ear.


" as a widow myself I know the loss that you're going through. My mother is distraught with the loss of one of her best friends. With this tragedy going on you and me need to sit down and discuss how we're going to honor his legacy, and keep what he helps to build between our Country Strong"

She stepped back and gave her a polite bow before the congregation finally exited the building.

From there they split up and headed to their own seperate meetings. Determined to add another Empress to the list of the world leaders

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