11th of February
Litoměřice - Bílé stráně
The new statue to Veles was finally pulled up as the air filled with smoke from the bonfires and singing voices from the couple of Rodnovery's dancing around them. Karel Šín sighted as he scratched his left thigh, finding the white trousers he agreed to wear to the festival quite scratchy. He looked around to see the President of his state and soon enough he spotted h§er conversing with Slavomír and three other Rodnovery, all of them wearing a similar attire to his. Albína seemed to be beaming more than he had seen her ever during the last month. While Czech Slavia still struggled with temporary taxes in place, the economic situation since Albína's conversion allowed for a slight rise in wages, convincing the Czechoslavonic President for Life that material growth indeed is caused by the growth of the soul. Šín sighted once more, turning his head around and putting his sunglasses on.
"You know, I am pretty sure the ancient Slavs did not wear sunglasses Karel." announced the Minister of Health Zuzana Saková approaching from his right, alongside the Minister of Tourism Natálie Imberová, both of them wearing the female version of Rodnovery attire.
"Ah, funny you should mention that Zuzana, because, you know, I actually took my time to look at what we know about what we know about the practices of the ancient Slavs and about the religion that we practice, I even discussed it with the new guy that took over from Weisser. And we know next to nothing! We are guessing and making things up, so as the Minister of Culture I am of the opinion sunglasses were integral to their religious practices." Šín grinned, keeping the sunglasses over his face.
"This is all so silly. Why do we have to dress and act like clowns now? I guarantee to you Silas won't come precisely because of how silly this all is." Karel sighted again, feeling even more isolated by the fact that his friend won't be coming, just when he was so eager to tell him that he read on a reputable blog that the candidate Shoe was most likely manufactured in Yosai and was only pretending to be Istkalenic. "Not even the young Rodnovery want to be here. They were all hoping to, you know, get wasted with mead and beer but they can't do that now, given that the government is here and we can't be seen next to alcohol."
"Oh come on, don't be so negative! These outfits are pretty cute. And these festivals might actually attract more tourists in! And you know how much we will need them to incentivize economic growth again!" Natálie responded with a smile to Zuzana's nods, both women touching their skirts. "And I am sure the Inquistan rappers and Istkalenic Minister and Director will find you quite handsome in your attire as well! Why did you plan the festival to take place here by the way? I mean the natural monument is nice, but it will rain fairly soon, won't it?"
Šín slightly smirked at the mention that the women coming to the event will find him handsome and opened his mouth. But before he could say anything his sunglasses were snatched from his face by Albína Reiserová as she approached the small group of her ministers from behind. "Karel was not too involved in the planning. I mean, he was invited, but he fell asleep in his chair after 20 minutes of planning, so it was mostly planned by me and Slavomír!"
"Brilliantly planned and executed!" Saková exclaimed as soon as Reiserová finished.
"Well, you know, I wouldn't have falle asleep if we stopped meeting after midnight! Why can't Slavomír come sooner?" Šín protested verbally, but did not reach back for his sunglasses leaving them in the President's hands.
Reiserová shook her head in dismissal, but did not stop smiling, "I told you not to worry about that. Worrying is bad for the soul and we can't expect the gods blessings if we, you know, do not work to elevate our souls. Now, go and welcome the guests, they will be here soon! Zuzana, Natálie, can you join me for a dance around the fire? Slavomír will show us!"