The Emperor’s Coin and the Wedding of Light

Beneath the Red Keep, Alex stood in the nearly empty royal vault. The gold reserves were pitiful, a testament to the past rulers' greed and mismanagement. As emperor, he would not tolerate a poor empire. With a flick of his hand, bars of gold and stacks of coins materialized, gold, silver, and bronze, each marked with his insignia and infused with magic.

The Imperial Coin was unique. It could not be melted, destroyed, or counterfeited. Each bore his magical signature, ensuring authenticity. This new currency would replace the various minted coins across the realm, unifying the economy under the Silver Moon Empire.

Reinforcing the vault with enchanted barriers, Alex summoned Kaylon replicas, highly durable, analytically superior constructs to guard the treasury and oversee finances. With their unparalleled efficiency, corruption would be eliminated.

Turning to Daenerys, Alex outlined his vision for King's Landing. The city would be rebuilt, criminals purged, and its people given work. The Silver Moon Legion and the Kaylons would oversee the transformation.

In Month time, letters will be sent all over Westeros for those he deemed necessary to manage the whole empire and its continuous expansion in the future.

He also instructed Lindir and his dragon squad to go to the Bank of Braavos. Settle the debt of the previous King that has nothing to do with him with a gold coin, and accept the new currency. If they refuse, Lindir can ransack and loot the whole place as he wishes.

Satisfied that his plans were in motion, Alex departed the capital with his generals, returning to the Vale, his true palace and seat of power.

In Middle-earth, Rivendell was alive with celebration. Near the lake, a vast flower garden stretched along the shore. A grand gazebo of shimmering metal and gems stood at the center, reflecting the sunlight like stardust. The lake's waters sparkled, and crystal boats drifted gently as elven voices sang.

At the heart of it all, Alex stood as a figure of light descended upon the gathering, Eru Ilúvatar, the Creator Himself.

A hush fell over the crowd. Gandalf, Galadriel, Saruman, Radagast, the human kings, and the eldest elves looked on in disbelief. Never had they imagined witnessing the presence of the One who shaped the world.

Eru raised a hand, his voice resonating through the gathering. "At ease. We are here today to wed His Excellency Alex and my beloved daughter, Arwen."

A crystalline boat drifted onto the lake, carrying Arwen, adorned in a flowing silk gown that shimmered like the night sky. Beside her stood baby Eira on the left and Elrond on the right, his expression solemn yet proud. As the boat reached the shore, father and daughter stepped onto the Gazebo and bowed before Eru.

The crowd watched Eira curiously, her cute white wings and sparkly horns as Alex held her and handed her over to Maleficent. Lily flew to Eira's head as she waved at Alex to go.

Elrond then turned to Alex, placing Arwen's hand in his. Alex met Elrond's gaze, nodding in gratitude before turning to his bride. Their hands clasped, they faced the Creator God.

Before the gathered witnesses, they spoke their vows, sealing their union with rings that glowed with celestial light. As the ceremony concluded, the sky ignited in dazzling colors, and vibrant birds soared above, singing in harmony.

The audience erupted in applause as the newlyweds bowed before them. Alex turned to Eru. "Thank you, Your Excellency. I will ensure my presence in this world remains minimal to avoid disrupting its balance."

Eru nodded, his form dissolving into stardust that scattered across the heavens. The wedding of Alex and Arwen would be remembered as the most divine union in the history of Middle-earth.

Alex gestured his hand, and in the vast grassland, tables and chairs appeared, laden with delicacies from across realms.

The crowd enjoyed food they had never seen before, marveling at the flavors. Alex held Arwen and Eira, greeting the guests. As the feast came to an end, Alex returned Eira and Maleficent to the Moors. Arwen bid farewell to her kin, preparing to depart with Alex on their journey to other worlds for a long time.