Breath, in through your nose, out through your mouth. I take a long breath. Today is going to be a long day.
" May God bless this sacred house", Archbishop Owen says as he reads the bible. I open the door, everyone stares at me.
I walk down the aisle as drums and trumpets play. I sit on the huge throne plated in gold, iron and other various metals.
Owen gently walks to me, I stand up. " Your Majesty, King Morgan I, do you solemnly swear to rule over the Welsh people group, protect them with your life and treat them fairly until the day you pass?", Owen asks.
" Yes I solemnly swear", I say as I lay my hand on the bible next to me. Owen places the crown on top my head. Owen pours holy water onto my forehead.
" You are blessed by God", Owen says as he hands me my scepter and anointing globe. I sit down on the throne.
My father died 3 weeks ago, he was an incredible man with an incredible heart. He loved his people and he loved me.
I must live up to his name, I must carry on this sacred house.
Thank you for read the first chapter of my new book, I hope you enjoyed.
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A Sacred House
Fiksi SejarahKing Rhodri IX of Wales has just died in the year 1449 after serving 37 years on the throne. Rhodri's son, Morgan, has to now steer his way diplomatically and militarily through the mess.
