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[attr="class","enc_broadevent"] [attr="class","enc_broadeventimg"] Closed DoorsEvent - AtheniaIt has been three weeks since Queen Persephone was rumoured to be either missing or dead and her continued absence only leads people to believe the truth in the latter. Whilst, initially, it was deemed by Lord Elias to be inappropriate for Princess Emilia to aid in holding Senate during her grief, the Senators of Athenia are now severely restless as the Lord Elias has ordered the doors to the Senate closed for the third week running. Noblemen within the city have travelled to the Dikastirio to find the doors closed and no form of personage available to have them unlocked. Instead, the women and men of the court, congregate outside the barred way, in the Dikastirio courtyard and discuss their concerns over the current state of affairs...
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In the weeks following the attack, it had been a trying time to be a guardsman. Vasilios had, due to his complete inability to just pretend that he approved of the new lord, been relocated from his main duty as a palace guard to, once again, patrol the streets of Athenia. With that, he had come witness the effect that the attack had on the citizens' morale. He had always been a man whose duties were prioritised with the monarch first, then his family, and finally - though not to be discounted as irrelevant or uncared for - the citizens. Now though, with the Monarch gone, hopefully in hiding somewhere, Vasilios obviously worried about his old mother and about the people.
He was heading out towards his designated duty station for the day along with twelve guardsmen arranged into two formations of six men each. The tips of their spears, all polished and swaying gently high above their heads as they moved, gleamed in the rays of the early mid-day sun. it was quite the spectacle when soldiers marched through the streets, even in relatively low numbers such as it was the case now.
Vasilios was at the head of his two formations when they came by the Senate building. Seeing it confirmed what he had suspected from the moment he donned his armour this morning; the venue was closed; again. Although politics had never been a concern, or even an interest, of his he was none-the-less worried by the current cause of events. The Athenia he had grown up in was now without an active Senate for its third consecutive week.
What was even more concerning at the moment, was that the men and women who would normally spend their day in the Senate had nowhere else to go and as he and his soldiers marched past, he could see them murmuring amongst themselves just in front of the closed doors; murmurs of discontent. Vasilios ordered his men to halt and they did so. The well-drilled Athenian guardsmen came to a stop with thunderous precision. "Wait here," he told his men before striding up the stairs towards the gathering crowd. "Is everything alright here?" he said loud enough to get their attention. He knew that there was little he could do to address their concerns; even a captain of the guard could not undo what the ruling lord had done. However, he was not about to walk past a crowd of people who seemed to show open discontent for the way things were going.
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