"You know they used to tell me that life is gonna be so easy after I completed my engineering degree from university" Francis said to his colleague "no one told me I had to work 12 hours for spare change, ok maybe spare change is an exaggeration but you get my point I am like miles in student loans", he looks down to his wrist watch "well I will get going see ya tomorrow", he gets up and leaves his office and takes the usual bus home, in the middle of his journey he felt something collide with his bus and he blacks out
"Are you awake Prince Adelmar??" says a feminine voice, "who the hell is Prince Aldelmar??" he thinks as he opens his eyes, Francis found himself kneeling on a vast mosaic floor, polished, so smooth it reflected the vaulted ceiling above arched ribs of marble and gilt, where painted angels floated amid clouds. The air was rich with incense and lavender and the distant ticking of an unseen clockwork can be heard.
"Damn this place feels authoritative and regal just like those beautiful European castles" Francis thought to himself as he looks straight ahead, before him, on a dais of three ascending steps, sat Empress Arcana a woman draped in crimson and gold, her presence authoritative and even frightening. Behind her rose a throne of carved oak and bronze filigree, its high back crowned by a stained-glass window through which sunlight poured, scattering color like divine fire across her shoulders. She had a stern but beautiful face. To either side stood courtiers and guards, motionless as statues in their dark uniforms trimmed with silver. The soft hiss of gas lamps lined the chamber walls, their glow mingling with daylight to cast a strange, modern warmth over the ancient stone. It was a world half caught between medieval majesty and industrial progress where chandeliers hung beside brass pipes. Francis's heart pounded. He could feel the fabric of a fine wool coat on his shoulders, clothing that wasn't his. The murmurs around him blurred, and when he met the Empress's gaze, calm, intelligent, and faintly curious and suddenly he had a flash of memories of a life that wasn't his, it belonged to a certain Prince Adelmar from Nordanreich the 4th Son out of the 4 sons and 2 daughters of Empress Arcana of Nordanreich.
"Rise" her authoritative voice echo's through the royal court, "Do you know why you have been called here??", "Why??" Francis or rather Prince Adelmar ask's, "Do not act as if you don't know what you have done, you have cooperated and colluded with the faction which calls itself reformists, a faction which refuses to maintain law and order and has been declared enemy of the crown and state, do not think I have not known about your little salons and circulated pamphlet on liberty and freer speech, demeaning the nobles and monarchy, but I never thought you would leak trade secrets and innovations to foreign industrialists to get fundings for your faction"
She nods at her steward who unfurled a parchment, "On Industry and the Commonwealth," the minister announced. "Herein the seeds of sedition. Herein the designs that would hand our stores and our arsenals to foreign interests."
A murmur of shame and disbelief passes through the court
Empress Arcana rose with the slow, immaculate grace of a monarch who has practiced mercy as a weapon. Her gown whispered; her eyes were dark, unreadable pools. She placed her hand upon the carved arm of the throne, "You have spread doctrines that would supplant the sacred order of our Reich. Of corresponding with foreign merchants concerning matters that touch our security. . The law requires harshness. The crown requires stability"
"For the peace of the Nordanreich," she continued, softer now, "and in mercy to a son of my blood, I strip you of titles granted at my grace. You are to depart this court and assume governance of Eisenmark. There you will answer for your beliefs in service, and there we shall learn whether your ideas are a cure or a contagion."
The applause from the benches was immediate and hollow.
Francis shouts out loud "What do you mean I am being banished??"
"You shall not shout in my presense!! Guards bring in a carriage and carry him straight to Eisenmark" orders the Empress, soon Francis was lead out with guards on both of his sides and he couldn't help but think "what the heck was this Prince Adelmar up to?? and why the fuck do I need to be reincarnated into his body out of anybody I could have reincarnated into?? fuck my life"