Hugo was pleased with how things were going. He waited for Dominic to return and the Brigadier escorted the Morelander monarch and the Achkaerin noble to another part of the Temple. "Squad, atten-SHUN" a broad chested sergeant in a shiny breastplate and dark blue jacket underneath, it was designed to mimic the uniform of Red Legion a group that had grown into the Horseman of Jekar in the medieval period. The two units were now almost worlds apart, the Horseman more of a highly trained light infantry unit but with a ceremonial purpose, the Reds a highly effective special forces unit. "Your Majesty" the Sergeant saluted, "Ma'am" he nodded respectfully to Kristina.
"Sergeant Tavistock" Dominic returned the mans salute. "Our two guests have thankfully agreed to take part in the sword procession. I need you to brief them."
"Of course sir" The Sergeant walked with the guests over towards a low knee high stone table, several carefully wrapped long thin object, obviously swords lay on the table. "I hope we have some gloves to fit you." he picked up a bag and began looking at the white parade gloves, more like
gauntlets. He found a pair, examined them and satisfied that they looked perfect handed them carefully to Kristina. He then returned to the bag before rejecting a pair and then passing a new pair to King David. "We may love these swords but they aren't exactly newly forged" he unwrapped the first one. "This the boffins are calling Blade X008, not very catchy I know" He picked it up, the blade was badly damaged from its age and being buried underground for so long. It had been cleaned up the best an ancient blade could but still looked a little of a mess. It was found next to an urn that simply said Pickford, we assume that was the man's name." he handed it with the gentleness one would normally reserve for baby to David. "This one" he picked up the next is X009" it was shorter and clearly simpler in design, "It was found next to an urn reading Greaves, we know a commoner called Charles Greaves travelled with the early settlers, we believe it was his sword." he handed it to Kristina. "What will happen is once everyone is inside we'll leave via the back entrance, cut through the building opposite and then meet up with 100 more Horseman, we will then march a short distance past a Cultist temple of Jekar, then a Helusan one then to the front door here. Fifty Horseman will march inside and stop in the asile, swords drawn. We will then enter, King David first, Lady Kristina first. You'll be flanked by a Horseman each side, they'll be making proclamations as you go. Once your at the alter the remaining Horseman will march in forming a ring around the circular hub of the temple."
A corporal informed them that it was time and Duke Hugo showed the rest of the Morelander and Achkaerin delegations to seats off to the right of the alter giving them a much closer view than the general public and guests who made up the rest of the temple audience. The group ducked out the back, walked through a small museum which was closed for the day and then onto a side street where a large group of shiny Horseman snapped to attention some broad smiles seeing the two guests. The large column formed up, their spurs clanging on the cobblestone. A small squad of fife players began a tune and the column set off. The six newly found swords in the centre of the column. As they turned onto the main street crowds waved and a large number of the blue Horseman jackets could be seen in the crowd worn by their veterans. As they passed the two temples a Priestess signalled a blessing and a single Horseman joined the rear of the column, their sword decorated by the priestesses.
As they reached the front door the first 50 men entered and then a NCO motioned it was King David's turn. A sergeant on one side sporting a fantastic waxed mustache whispered "left..left..left...right...left" as they began to enter the new Temple and then without warning. "BEHOLD THE FAITHFUL......HERE COMES THE REMAINS OF A HERO" a young child carrying an urn fell into step before them, the King and the men either side of him now forming an honour guard for the urns last journey. "A HORSEMAN OF THE DAY! A WARRIOR OF HONOUR! A BRAVE MAN DESTINED TO STAND BESIDE THE GODS. HONOUR HIM" by now they had reached the alter.
"WE HONOUR HIM" the congregation yelled.
This was repeated for each person until it was Lady Kristina's turn. A short red haired Horseman officer accompanied her. "BEHOLD THE FAITH....HERE COMES THE FINAL HERO.....A FOOTMAN OF THE DAY! A WARRIOR OF HONOUR! A BRAVE MAN DESTINED TO STAND BESIDE THE GODS. HONOUR CHARLES GREAVES."
"WE HONOUR CHARLES GREAVES" the congregation watched as the six urns, now with their own honour guard where one at a time taken by Skye Maddix and Michelle Renshaw each taking a turn. The urns where placed on the alter before the giant statue and then carefully the swords placed behind them.
"In the coming hours" Michelle Renshaw, leader of the Helusian faith spoke, "These urns will become the first to be placed in the catacombs here. They shall mark the beginning of a new era to remember our nation and its birth. Neither Helusan, nor Cultist, these men did their duty to their King, to Helus and to the people. As such regardless of who they are they are now our brothers. I thank the King of East Moreland, the many times Great-grandson of King Paul, the first follower of Helus to set foot on our land. I thank Lady Kristina, a descendent of a woman beloved of our King. Both these have shown they respect and honour the sacrifices made by those who created our nation. Our nation now stands at an exciting time, we have in recent weeks brought about new friendships with old enemies, Lodja, Paracambi, nations we once fought we today call friends. These changes with time are vital but one thing must remain and that is loyalty to ourselves. We must therefore rededicate ourselves to living out the creed of Helus, whether it is the Code of Canley, or the Code of Helus, the key is it must be the front of centre of politics. I therefore call on the Goddess Frossaj to grant the Grand Duke with the wisdom to accept the guidance of the Gods and lead us into a new bright future for all Bakkermaya to act as a shining beacon of the just. I now invite High Priestess Skye Maddix to address the congregation.