Golden Sunset

September 14th, 1051, 5PM

Grover sat alone in his new personal office, now that the chaos was over he needed to actually get to know the state he was meant to help govern, the two days that started this entire ordeal still heavy in his memory, the ageing Griffon had escaped with his life, and his family was safe. In just a few days his coronation would go ahead, in the meantime he spent most of his time studying the structure of the Griffking Empire, building off of his childhood education he was a quick learner in the matters of statecraft, despite his considerable age.

The soon-to-be Emperor did not want to become detached from the people however, in the 40 years he spent outside the halls of power he learned many things, and he would try to apply them to his rule. Yes, he would have to share power with a military cabinet that installed him, but even they were not a united front, Grover could use his popularity with the people combined with the sympathies of certain members of the cabinet to achieve his desired reforms. He would be an Emperor of all creatures, no matter if they were ponies, griffons, dogs or even more exotic elements within the national body.

The mutinous elements of the military were crushed, with their ambitions of either capturing or killing him all being thwarted. For all the time he spent in his village Grover had still been a griffon of interest to many within the Empire, his isolation from those populations that remained loyal to him was a tactical move by Golden Morning, he did not want Grover to know of the remaining potential he had as ruler, and yet in an irony even the conqueror of the Griffking would find amusing, Grover the 6th, the child Emperor, was now to become a successor to Golden Morning's legacy, and for the most part it would be maintained, Grover glanced at a portrait of Golden Morning hanging in the office and spoke. “You got what you wanted. The Empire you built will persist, and the unity of the Griffking will be maintained, even if done so by the claws of the one you deposed to build it. Rest easy, Golden Morning, as your dream lives with me.”