For the ceremony of appointing the next Human Emperor, the current Emperor had actually asked Daniel for his opinion.
At first, Daniel's thought was to let it proceed quietly, with little pomp or fanfare. He preferred things low-key whenever possible.
But almost immediately, another idea occurred to him. Now was the era of the Millennium Apocalypse, and most of the beings of the myriad races were shrouded in gloom and despair. Perhaps, he thought, it would be better to create a celebration. Something bright and festive could lift spirits, ease the suffocating atmosphere, and let the world see hope again.
Once he had the idea, Daniel spoke out directly.
"I believe we should hold a celebration," he said firmly. "Let it take place in Winterhold Castle."
"These days everyone has been far too oppressed, too weary. This is the perfect chance to let them breathe, to relax, and to find joy again."
