Welcome.

[trustmods]

It doesn't matter where you last were or what you were doing. What matters is that you're waking up in a decently comfortable bed in a room that's completely unfamiliar. You may feel a bit groggy, like you've slept for too long, but that will fade in time. Welcome to Graceside Preparatory Academy. You may want to pick up the key to your room before you leave, though don't worry. Your door won't lock automatically so you won't be locked out if you've forgotten to pick it up. The hallway outside your room is most likely full of other confused students by now and should you turn around to look at the door of the room you just left, you'll find a nameplate with your name printed on it. There's a single word underneath it with no explanation. This is your title, but don't worry about that right now. Depending on when you left your room there may be a clock chiming in the foyer up ahead. It seems like it's seven, though it's difficult to tell if it's seven in the morning or seven at night. There aren't any windows, after all. Should you venture into the room with the clock, you'll find that the only exit is closed - there's absolutely no way to break down that steel bulkhead. It looks like you're stuck in here for the time being. The foyer also holds some very interesting information. There's a bulletin board with twenty-nine pictures on it. Beside each picture is some very specific and very familiar information. Feel free to examine it. The bulletin board is large enough for plenty of you to gather around and gawk. Don't try to get at it though, that glass in front of it is very thick. If you try to break it, you'll find out the hard way that it's shatterproof. Sorry about that. Perhaps even more of a concern than the glass is the list beside the profiles. It looks like a set of rules. You might want to examine those, though they're not providing much of an explanation for why you're here or how you got here. So relax and get to know your fellow students. You might be stuck here for awhile.

Comments

[swirlied]

Yeah. [ He smiles. ] It's great. There's a lot of things that do go wrong, but that's what I'm there for.

I wish I could say it was peaceful, though. Right now, we're on the verge of war with other kingdoms, who are all human. I'm doing what I can to stop it.

[decrees]

[Ah, that sounds a bit familiar, doesn't it?]

Through diplomacy or military action?

[swirlied]

Diplomacy, of course. I could never go to war.

[decrees]

Have you prepared for what may happen if diplomacy doesn't work?

[swirlied]

[ He shakes his head. ]

I'm doing whatever I can to avoid a war. [ There's a short pause before Yuuri lets out a sigh. ] I know we have plenty of soldiers, though, and they're talented. But I'm planning on never having to get to that point.

[decrees]

...Sometimes plans fall through. Don't forget that and be prepared to face things you never hoped you'd have to face.

[Trust him on this. Being a king sucks and you have to break a lot of your ideals to get results. He used to think the same way, you know.]

[swirlied]

[ He nods, solemnly. ] I will.

Thanks. It's kinda nice to get advice from someone who actually knows what it's like.

[decrees]

I would have asked if you have advisers, but it's different talking to someone who has actually ruled.

[He didn't get to do that for very long before his mother passed and he's only the second ruler of Albion, so...]

[swirlied]

[ He nods. ]

I do have advisers but like you said, it's different talking to someone who's in the same boat. There's some things that advisers just don't understand.

[decrees]

Indeed. I've had several arguments with mine in the past. He's a good man who served my mother loyally for years, but he has never had to make the decisions I do on a daily basis.

[Walter tries, but that's really the best that can be said about him.]

[swirlied]

[ He nods. ]

It's different, telling someone what to do instead of actually having to make the decision yourself.

[decrees]

Exactly. It will be difficult with war on the horizon. I wish you luck.

[swirlied]

Thanks.