Guilliman's fleet caused a tremendous stir upon its arrival.
Although the major houses tried to suppress the news, word still leaked out. Workers, underhive dwellers, gangsters, even vagrants throughout the Hive City were discussing it.
The great son of the Emperor, the sacred Primarch, the mythical god of war who had served beneath the Emperor.
Those ancient tales were embellished and retold.
People felt as though they had returned to the sweeping grandeur of the Great Crusade Era.
They felt the glory of the Emperor walking among the living.
Some merchants took photographs and transmitted them back to the various Hive Cities. The magnificent fleet stirred everyone's spirits.
This was the most direct display of a Primarch's might. Without firing a single shot, this majestic fleet was enough to make the enemies of an entire star system collapse.
After receiving permission, some merchant vessels eagerly joined Guilliman's fleet. Even following it for a short distance was enough to make them feel supremely honored, an event worthy of being recorded in their family histories for future generations to know.
Devout pilgrims came from every corner of the star system, cheering Guilliman's name.
Unfortunately, every request to board Macragge's Honour was denied.
The Primarch tactfully stated that he would descend to the surface and offer his regards to the Loyalists serving the Imperium.
This excited the populace, who eagerly awaited the Primarch's arrival in the Hive City.
House Glaus and the houses colluding with them also began making preparations in earnest.
They wanted to prove just how loyal they were, and just how beloved they were by the people.
The Primarch's reforms were completely unnecessary. Maintaining the existing system was enough to ensure the Imperium's continuation and the Emperor's greatness.
Residential District 2.
"Get out. Until the Primarch leaves, all of you