“Of course.” Hansberg looked at the ceiling of the central hall depicting Odin feasting with his ministers. He remembered when he was a small official who wasn’t qualified to stand beside the Queen.
Sir Wolf opened the audience room door and led Hansberg inside.
Wilhelmina stood by the sofa, smiling at him. She wore a light blue wool dress with a diamond brooch, a pearl necklace, and low-heeled black shoes. Her dignified attire made her look mature, while her post-marriage charm added a subtle seductiveness to her smile.
“Nice to see you, Mr. Hansberg,” Wilhelmina extended her hand. “I congratulate you.”
Hansberg shook her hand. “Thank you, Your Majesty.”
“Your family must be very proud of you. I heard your parents have come to Odin.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. They are very happy.”
“Please sit,” she said, smiling as she took her seat. “As my first Prime Minister, we both still have much to learn.”
A newly established system requires long-term exploration and discussion, filled with challenges. I believe in you, Mr. Hansberg, and together with your team, we will overcome difficulties and create a bright future for our family.”
Though formal, the emotionally charged words made Hansberg nod in agreement, “Yes, Your Majesty. I am dedicated to you and this family, without regret.”
Wilhelmina sighed softly, “We have an important ceremony to conduct.”
They both stood up. Hansberg knelt on one knee before her.
Wilhelmina, with hands together, stated, “Mr. Hansberg, as the monarch of the Galactic Empire, I grant you the position of Prime Minister and empower you to form a cabinet government in my name. You swear to follow the constitutional rights and obligations, to maintain and execute them. You will be loyal to me and the people, fulfilling your responsibilities.”
Hansberg solemnly replied, “Yes, Your Majesty. I swear.”
Wilhelmina extended her hand, and Hansberg kissed the ruby ring symbolizing the monarch’s power.
The ceremony ended, but Hansberg did not rush to stand.
Wilhelmina took a long breath, smiling intimately. “Congratulations, Owen. You are now my first Prime Minister.”
Hansberg stood and shook Wilhelmina’s hand again.
