Euphemia

Euphemia

Viceroys were supposed to be an extension of the emperor's rules in a given area. They were agents of his will, upholding the imperial laws of the empire. They acted in his stead, ruling in his name.

So why did I have so many ceremonies? It seemed like every other day some new building was being opened. A ship was commemorating its maiden voyage. An anniversary of a great war won hundreds of years ago. There was always something.

As the Viceroy of Tyché, it was my job to rule, but half of my time was spent at frivolous ceremonies. I wanted to govern, if I was going to become the next empress I would need all the experience I could yet, but there seemed to be a concerted effort to keep me away from my power.

I wasn't the one managing the city or the colony. I wasn't overseeing the drafting of new law, nor was I being given a voice in it. The chambers of my government are being run without me, headed by the Vice Minister. The only part of the process I played was giving imperia