There was a struggle for the next in line of succession as the queen was getting older. She had taken to hiding her seals of office for fear someone would put her seal on a document that would strip her of her power. In order to combat her rivals she decided her old consort would be made into a king in his own right.
This meant the king (me) would have to take the decree and do a meet and greet with the people. For the first time in years I ventured outside without an escort. Knowing this in itself wouldn't be a problem as I was well loved I confidently walked out. It was raining a little so I clicked my fingers and pointed up expecting umbrellas to be held, then looked around in surprise finally remembering there would be no servants on this trip.
At the first verandah I was already soaked through. The man who answered the door thought I was a beggar and offered me food. When I explained who I was he took me and showed me many problems with the city. People homeless and living in other peoples roof-spaces. Drug addicts that were homed with the disabled and infirm because there was nowhere else for them to go. I swore I would do everything within my new power to provide more resources and funding for the people.
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