Prologue

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 Prologue

Unless the entire city gathered in the courtyard. There were here the wealthiest merchants, and craftsmen, and even toothless beggars. Everyone gathered around the New King, Markus IV. At the head of a young lord was the gold crown. When Luxuks stood before the king, he felt like he was only a small, insignificant vermicule. Even his cleverness and resourcefulness can not match the power that lies now in the hands of the King, who a few days ago, was a liege of the Old King too. However, since the old king has had no children, folk chose Markus IV for the King. Now he extended his hand to  Luxuks and friendly patted him on the shoulder. Probably it would add courage to him, but it only terrified man even more. In times like this the brilliance of his mind did not represent any value properly. But the people wanted him to Advisor, and this means that they trust, maybe even a little admire him. Of course, not now, when they can admire the magnificent Sovereign, not now, when Luxuks is only his shadow. But then he heard the words of the King and with emotion, his knees buckled beneath him. It is true that the oath must be submitted on their knees anyway, but the emotion that Luxuks felt at that moment was so strong! He felt that it is his place, and that he is ready to sacrifice his life for the King.
- Luxuks, son of Luxuks, do you vow to be faithful to me? Do you swear to do anything for the sake of me and my people, for the sake of my Kingdom, ground you walk on and which feeds you? Do you promise to guide me when I lose my way and stop me before the decision threatening Kingdom? Do you promise to give his life for me and for my people, and do you swear to bury me with dignity? Can you replace me after my death to elect a new king?

He could not remember how to answer the King. Words of the oath impressed him so much that he forgot who he was and only King reminded him of his name:

- So Luxuks, son of Luxuks, I make you my advisor. From now you will be wearing name Luxuks Advisor of the King and you'll be with me to make decisions of the utmost importance. Cheers Luxuks! Cheers Luxuks, Adviser of the King!

He would not lie saying that this was the happiest day of his life. He felt this way for the first time since he has left alone. After the loss of the family he did not expect happiness. Now, however, he felt that he was in his place, and that only now begins his story.