[Joyful Holiday]

A young adult was running desperately through some corridors belonging to an establishment. His pace was unrelenting, even increasing at certain times.

His appearance was in disarray due to the considerable cardio he was performing. Of his previous refined and poetic appearance, nothing remained; his hair disheveled and clothes rumpled, his expressions an emotional dance.

The people he had run past unruly, had already formed prejudices to this quick figure who had no interest in an elegant and refined demeanor.

Finally, after a few minutes of running, he reached his end: tall, refined wooden doors. With the only particularity of keeping a noble coat of arms carved on the top.

With a few light touches, he tried to arrange his figure and appearance, finally taking three deep breaths, he gave three rhythmic intercalated knocks on the door.

With that warning signal, he opened the door to its full extent, a product of her anxiety. Inside were only a couple of office supplies and an old man.

Who turned his gaze away from the various documents on his desk, directing them to the intruder. Allowing an inquisitive and deep gaze to fall on the young man.

"What is your purpose for interrupting in my living room?". Pronounced the old man as he arranged the documents with slight movements.

The man received an invisible pressure, a product of his respect for him. He quickly knelt on his knees, keeping his palms on his thighs, with a low gaze to unfold the facts, causing the search by his Lord.

"Good afternoon, my Lord. The facts to report, expropriate me of all culpability to my violent and untimely entry."

"As you know, today happened the triennial meeting, a tradition of our ancestors. But a key piece of information came up, which cannot wait for the official report of all participants." Quickly, disheveled but in his senses, he structurally expressed the information.

At this, the old man clutched and massaged his massive beard thoughtfully. Several unknowns had already arisen in his mind: had an unfortunate event happened? Had someone interceded in the test? Had a mishap occurred? Had something happened to the sacred artifacts? Outstanding results?

"And it is that it has resulted in a performance beyond outstanding. Unique in history, for the first time in the long-standing proves Family: the first offspring has emerged that provoked nine reactions, specifically at the 'Cornerstone of Destiny." The young man's eloquencafterof the speech was mixed with rising emotion.

But at the end, he recalled a key piece of information that ruffled his hair.

"The descendant in question, is your grandson, Federick."

"Lord!"

...

Several men were gathered in a room, waiting impatiently. Their feet tapping the floor lightly made a rhythmic sound, and some were conversing.

They had been summoned unannounced by order of the King, Carlos II "The Benevolent".

Until finally to end their impatience, an old man entered with a tall, bulky figure and an exorbitant beard. Ceasing all hubbub with a stroke of his cane.

"I have called this parliamentary meeting because a nationwide event has arisen." The one recognized as Carlos II said, as he took his position in his seat.

At his words, those summoned, who were mostly elderly, took a more serious stance, cooling their expressions.

"The purpose is to reach an agreement on how to carry out a festive ceremony". His words did not match his hardened expression...

At this, some had even dramatic reactions. But to cease the oppressive atmosphere, an Elder with great experience took the lead to develop the matter.

"A doubt, my King: What is it that has happened to be the cause of an event of such magnitude". The experience of the decrepit old man, with one foot in the grave, was a product of his extensive years of practice; therefore, he understood minimally the personality of his Lord.

"The Prince heir to the Wisdom of this age has arisen". Carlos II had always been a person of few words, giving more prominence to give attention and dictate from it.

Before this revealed fact, there were different reactions among those present; which quickly turned into a heated discussion. Developing the event between different opinions, forming a conclusion already at dusk.

...

Federick had awakened from his lethargic slumber. It was already a prolonged hour of the day, morning was a few hours away from extinguishing.

His mother, Perla, burst violently into their shared room. She was in a hurry.

Federick knew the cause of it. From his prodigious listening skills, he had gathered content about what was going to happen today: A festivity to "crown" and bestow the title "Crown Prince of Wisdom" on a handsome, free, and benevolent young man. But he did not know who this noble and handsome young man was.

She quickly bathed him and prepared him for today's action. Rushing him off to an old man, whom he recognized as his grandfather.

"Oh, my little daughter and prodigious grandson! You are late." It started with a slight smirk and ended with a petrified reaction.

Federick concluded that presumably, these acting skills could win prizes.

Quickly, in a hectic journey, they headed for another location. The central area of the sector is where the Battleman Family establishment was located.

Finally ending up in a two-story building, facing a square, the "Plaza Real". In it, a great tumultuous crowd mingled. Countless individuals were there to celebrate the festivity organized by the Royal Family.

When the minute of entry for the afternoon was marked, the sound of a bell rang; Who was starting the festivity?

At the shrill sound, the crowd turned into stony silence, not counting the occasional sound of children.

Carlos II, the current King of Athens, stepped out onto the balcony overlooking the crowd, with his grandson in his arms. Coughing twice, to comply with manners, he delivered his speech.

"Today, it is my pleasure to observe you all. In my arms are the cause of today's joyous festivity, Battlemman descendant and Crown Prince to Wisdom, also my grandson!"

At his mild exclamation, the audience reacted uproariously. With applause, shouts, and whistles. It was an act to celebrate, for he was the grandson of their beloved King.

"It is my pleasure to inaugurate, an honorable audience, the enjoyment of the masses." He finished his mild speech, hoisting Federick on his shoulders, for the observation of those present.

As this happened, two energetic dragons rose and flew into the skies, gold, and blue, finally exploding; in an act of magical fireworks.

The rest of the day was filled with laughter and celebration. With the parade of select elite troops and the practice of cultural traditions.

Finally, arrive at the time of day, which most excited Federick. Through uncontained conversations, he had discovered that today, there would also be a fight in the Athenian coliseum in favor of the commemoration.

"The King of Warriors versus the Celestial Thief."