NOVEL NEXT Chapter 70: Coronation
Backlund, Northern Continent.
The day had finally come. The streets of Backlund were packed with people, all of whom wore expressions of curiosity, excitement, and anticipation.
A gigantic white castle towered in the centre of Backlund. It stood there emitting a divine aura, as if it had been conjured from a fantasy of God. It was perfect in every sense of the word. The white castle had lofty towers that were made out of blue marble, as were the spires that held the symbols of the six gods on them. Every stone in the castle was even and square, as if the builders were obsessed with perfection, as if they truly loved what they created.
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Around the castle were colossal statues of the six gods, whose divine radiance added to the surreal atmosphere of the castle.
While thousands of people packed in front of the castle inside a vast square within the gate, awaiting the arrival of the future kings.
Numerous demigods stood in lines on both sides of the gate, stretching all the way to the castle's stairwell. The demigods made certain that no one obstructed the path from the gate to the castle, which was covered in blue carpet.
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Creak!
The gate opened as the bustling crowds fell silent, their gaze drawn to the gate with anticipation.
A carriage came to a halt in front of the gate, the horses neighing. The escorts following went forward and opened the carriage door.
Trunsoest walked out, dressed in white royal robes and carrying a coronation mantle over his shoulder. He wore a solemn expression, but it couldn't hide the nervousness and excitement in his eyes.
He then turned to face his carriage and extended his hand. Another pure white hand appeared and clasped his, as a beautiful woman walked out of the carriage.
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She wore a long red gown and her hair was curly black. She had a black veil over her face, concealing her otherworldly "Beauty."
The woman was Auernia, the goddess of beauty. She is the current Sanguine queen and one of the survivors of the second epoch. She had been a subordinate god to the Sanguine Ancestor, Lilith, until her untimely demise.
Auernia went to shoulder the burden of leading the entire blood race. The blood race is one of the mythical races that still exists and thrives, whereas the others have all died. This, in and of itself, demonstrates her capability as a queen to all.
As a result, she was given the honorific title,
"Queen of the Blood Moon."
On the balcony, Aucuses peered through the veil of Auernia gazing at the face of the woman regarded as the most beautiful of all.
'However, compared to Lilith, she is nothing...' Aucuses mused. 'Oh Lilith, I didn't expect her to move so quickly. She really decided to bet on Trunsoest. Well, only if she knew...'
Under the light of the sun, Trunsoest and Auernia locked their hands in front of the gate. They waited for the other two and the angels of the six gods rather than entering the gate right away.
Soon after, another carriage arrived, and Alitsa Tudor emerged from it, as the door opened.
He was dressed in red royal robes, with a coronation mantle draped over his shoulder. He looked up at the massive palace, his eyes gleaming. Then he reached into the carriage as a woman emerged, grasping his hand.
The woman wore a sleeveless silver gown and had silver hair that reached her hips. Her stunning beauty accentuated her facial features even more. Her poise and grace were undeniable. While her warm and compassionate eyes sparkled like the stars of the cosmos.
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She was the famous Silvia Abraham, Granddaughter of Mr. Door. She, unlike the rest of her family, was not a beyonder of the door pathway, but rather of the Wheel of Fortune pathway. Her honorific name is "Lady of Silver."
Trunsoest and Tudor stood next to each other, while Silvia smiled at Auernia, who nodded politely in response.
The four of them stood there, not entering. While looking at the castle, their expressions become solemn.
Then, under everyone exclamation, a beam of pure light descended from the sky, morphing into seven figures with angelic wings behind them.
The angels were all from the churches of the six gods, and they were all holding flags with scared emblems of their gods.
Blaise Larson, Angel of Miracles, held the flag of the Eternal Blazing Sun.
An archangel stood in front of the six angels, dressed in a pure white robe and holding a flag with an emblem depicting a balance scale and a sword together.
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She was none other than Diana, Angel of Wisdom, holding the flag of the Tudor-Turnoest United Empire.
When they arrived, a solemn and high music resounded from the white castle, echoing across Backlund and Continent.
Diana took a breath and marched forward, her posture straight and her expression dignified, to the music.
The angels marched forward as well, following her into the gate, holding the flags of their gods.
Seeing this, Trunsoest and Auernia finally walked through the gate and onto the silver carpet, preceded by angels of gods.
Then, with a smile on their faces, Alitsa and Silvia came in last.
Creak!
As they all entered, the gate closed.
Thousands of cheers rang out across the square as angels and kings walked down the blue carpet towards the white castle, while colourful silk pieces cut from flowers and brocades filled the sky and fell on them.
People were chanting the names of the Trunsoest and Alitsa as they waved their hands at their subjects with a graceful smile on their faces.
Auernia was silently walking forward, with no intention of responding to the cheers. Meanwhile, Silvia, with the poise of a queen, waved her hands with her future husband.
More than the future kings, she caused an uproar among the crowds with her warm smile.
They all arrived at the white stairs and began slowly climbing to the top, under the watchful eyes of the entire empire.
They finally came to a halt in front of the massive white door, as the angels entered with music echoing in the background.
Trunsoest entered the door, holding the hands of the Auernia, who was still indifferent.
"Come on, Silvia." Alitsa smiled as he noticed her pause in the path.
Silvia nodded and turned to face the people behind her, waving her hand to them one last time.
Her simple action heightened the raucous applause, trembling the very capital.
She then turned to face the front, clasped hands with Alitsa, and entered the castle as well.
Boom!
As a massive curtain of light appeared before the white castle, showing the coronation hall to all the people, the door of the white castle closed.
Aucuses was now finishing his next painting on the balcony, which depicted Silvia waving her hand to the people of the empire one last time.
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He also knew that this painting would go on to become one of the most famous and popular paintings in the world.
He named it "Queen of the Silver Moon."
'This painting came out much better than I expected...' Aucuses admired the painting. While he was not going to take this to his divine kingdom, he will pass it on to his angels, who will most likely display it.
'Bethel Abraham and Silva Abraham.....' As he looked at Silvia, his pupils narrowed.
He finally sighed and returned his gaze to the curtain before him.
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Inside the magnificent hall, angels from all over the empire gathered under a single dome at the castle's tallest tower, which nearly reached the clouds.
Tudor and Trunsoest stood next to each other on the dais, surrounded by everyone.
Behind them were their consuls, who chose to serve them in the governance of the united empire.
The Consuls of Trunsoest were,
Sauron, The Conqueror.
Castiya, Lady of Order.
William Augustus, Hand of Order.
The Consuls of Tudor were,
Amon, Son of Creator and Angel of Time.
Antigonus, Son of Flegrea and Attendant of Mysteries.
Bethel Abraham, Mr. Door and Guide to the Endless Cosmos.
Soon, a divine aura enveloped the entire hall, as the tower's walls and dome faded from reality, exposing the hall to the world.
As the statue of the six gods that surrounded the castle became visible to all, the hall rose above the clouds, with white clouds floating right beneath the floor.
The eyes in the statues of the six gods were lit up with light, as they gazed down on the open hall. The sudden movement of the statues even caused the entire continent to tremble slightly.
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A burst of light erupted in dais, where the Tudor and Trunsoest were standing with their consuls, as Lucas appeared out of the light, dressed in papal robes.
In the golden light of the sun, that glazed the entire hall, Lucas began to walking to the east, west, northern and south of Dias.
On each side, Lucas called for the recognition of the sovereign, with the words. "Sirs and Madams, I hereby present upon you, Alitsa Tudor and Trunsoest, your undoubted Kings. Wherefore all of you who are come to this day, to pay homage and service, are you willing to do the same?"
After the angels acclaimed him on each side, Lucas started to walk to the Tudor and Turnoest to administer an oath to the Sovereigns.
The power of night descended just then, bringing silence to the hall, capital, and empire.
Lucas spoke, addressing both of them. "Is your majesty willing to take the oath?" His voice rang out across the empire, which had been silenced by the power of the night.
""I am willing.""
Tudor and Trunsoest answered solemnly.
Lucas began as an aura of order emanated from him. Then he asked them. "Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the Peoples of the United Empire according to their respective laws and customs?"
""I vow to do so.""
Tudor and Trunsoest acknowledged.
Lucas continued. "Will you do everything in your power to see that Order and Justice, in mercy, are carried out in all your judgments?"
""I will""
Tudor and Trunsoest vowed under the gazes of the gods.
Lucas asked. "Will you to the utmost of your power maintain the Order of Gods? Will you to the utmost of your power maintain in the Religions of the Six gods established by Order? Will you uphold and preserve inviolably of the Church of six gods, as well as, its doctrine, worship, discipline, and government thereof, as by Order established in United Empire? Will you ensure the peace and prosperity for the people under the power bestowed upon you by the Gods."
Tudor nodded, while Trunsoest took one last look around, pausing on the figure of Auernia, who smiled and encouraged him.
Then, they looked up at the statues of the gods that towered above them all.
""All this and those promised before, I vowed to do so. So, help me God.""
Their oath resounded around the world, etched in the fog of history of the sefirah castle and be forever intertwined with endless information and knowledge of the spirit world.
In the dais, Lucas presented a thick holy bible to them with words spoken. "Here is the wisdom; This is Royal Order; these are the lively Oracles of God."
Following this, Tudor and Trunsoest proceeded to sit on two thrones present in the dais. Then, Castiya and Amon approached them and presented them with the Sword of Order, which they placed on their thrones.
With that, a choir sang, resounding across the empire, as the final and most important part, Crowing, began. The power of night also faded as music and cheers filled the empire.
Diana and Einhorn entered the dais, holding gold crowns adorned with diamonds on the brass pillow. Following them, Artisan entered the dais, and Bethel also began walking towards the thrones.
They finally stood before them, as Artisan and Bethel lifted the crows from pillows and prayed in ancient Hermes, ""Oh God, the crown of the Order; bless we beseech thee and sanctify thy our king and thou dost this day set a crown of pure gold upon his head, so enrich his heart with abundant grace and crown him with all princely virtues, throughout the known land and sky.""
The crowns were then placed on the heads of Tudor and Trunsoest by Bethel and Artisan.
The angels in the hall rose from their seats and cried out in unison, as they were crowned.
"God save the Kings."
The chant spread like wildfire throughout the empire, filling every nook and corner.
"God save the Kings."
"God save the Kings."
As the holy bells of the churches rang out across the empire, the citizens feverishly chanted together like waves of a tsunami.
The Coronation came to an end in front of the entire world, forever etched in the annals of history.
In the presence of God and Man, Tudor and Trunsoest had finally ascended to their royal thrones.