The Royal We

When the clock ticked over to 12:01 AM, marking the new year’s arrival in New York City, Aron took his place behind the podium, dressed in his new imperial regalia and carrying the symbol of his rule, a short, golden rod with a platinum globe on top of it. His manner was dignified and a serious expression was on his face.

“Good day to everyone around the world. We are Emperor Aron Michael, the first emperor of the Terran Empire. We’re here tonight to explain how the empire will function, what the unification process will entail, and the rights and responsibilities that you, as citizens, possess and owe as well as the benefits We will provide you,” he began, keeping in mind that every word and action of his would be recorded in the history books for posterity.

(Ed note: Aron’s using the Royal We here as he’s representing the empire rather than himself as an individual. I’m not the best at using the Royal We, so forgive any mistakes I may make; they’re wholly mine, not Agent’s.)