Descendants Coronation Novels & Stories

"Don't you think it's too late that you're telling me all of this?" "I'm still not following what you're saying, dad." "The coronation is already tomorrow, Rosalind. All of the preparations have been finished, and Desdemona worked really hard for this." My eyebrows furrowed. "Are you saying that the coronation is going to push through? Just because Desdemona worked really hard on it?" "We don't have any other choice, Rosalind. Like I told you, the preparations have already been done. The people are expecting a new queen, and we cannot keep them waiting."

I had no idea whether the good news had swept away and made everybody forget the old sad news or not, but the festivities that took the entire country by storm leading up to the day of the coronation was a spectacle in and of itself. The entire month of wearing black and refraining from any celebratory activities was now finally over. The sudden switch in gears made me doubt the human emotion and the human heart for a while before I decided to laugh along and enjoy the amusement. As expected, our family members along with Anthony and Diana were invited to attend Desmond's coronation. Apart from the significance that it had in my plan to get revenge on my parents, I was also extremely excited

Even though the main coronation was taking place in the throne room, there were speakers set at designated areas outside for guests to hear the happenings taking place in the throne room. The high chiefs immediately stood up and began to sing the national anthem in the local language. After they were done, we all sit down. As per the culture, they asked me a series of questions about the tradition. This was all just routine, because mother told me my great grandfather implemented a rule called primogeniture, where the father must be succeeded by his son as king.

I took a deep breath and looked at Dad who had arrived behind Hayden. "Yes, no matter what you do you are still you. The coronation will be held tomorrow where you will take the oath. Many people before you have taken the oath, some have done the right thing while the others did against it. Some fell and some rose. But it matters to no one because it was their choice. History always remembers the valiant, not the coward. Learn from the mistakes of your elders." He advised me and walked up the stairs. I looked back at Hayden who smiled at me, pulling me in a hug.

"I almost expected it. What a shame." Her gaze wandered to the west, in the direction of the Dragsa Kingdom. "This will be trouble." Stepping from one foot to the other, Hazel finally couldn't help her curiosity. "What will, your Majesty?" A sad kind of smile appeared on Katherine's face. "It is an invitation to a coronation ceremony, solely for me to attend. You can guess three times who'll be the next King." "Uh, I... I don't dare guess something this important... but it must be one of the King's sons, no?"

"But what about your legacy? Your child is the 20th descendant-" "There are no more Eclipsian descendants..." Cedric cut him off mid-sentence. "It's just me and my mother now." "Even so, the throne should go to your son or daughter. How will your child ever become the ruler if you don't reveal the connection to your mother and the baby?" Cedric slowly sipped his stew, staring at the candle flames. "Don't worry about that. I'll share the details later." "As you say." Conrad bowed and left the table.

"Wow. This is so pwetty" Zada gushed looking at her new tiara. Ava smiled seeing her little girl's excitement. Her babies' minor coronation is going to happen today. That's what His Highness Salim Ahmed al Zidra said to her last night. For every generation, the next heir to the throne will be mini crowned at the age of five. Since, the kids turned five a few months ago, Salim said, it would be wonderful to do the coronation along with introducing the heir to the throne.

Now, they obey me because of fear. And I don’t know how I feel about that. After a week, I was convinced by my advisors (yes, plural, because somehow Priscilla has also taken up the role) to hold another coronation today. My past coronation was done simply and quickly because the crown needed a new owner after Father’s death, and the war was on the horizon. Barely any nobles attended—barely anyone came, in general.

she murmured. -------- The coronation was a formality to officially make Zephyr a prince and future prince consort. The event was kept simple, only high officials, the council and some lords and ladies would be attending. But it was nothing too big with the current situation. Terania wore her crown as she sat at the front of the assembly. The monarchs’ luxurious thrones were still empty awaiting for them to come in. A chair made of intricate silver and some precious jewels were placed in front of the thrones three steps lower, it was smaller than the king and queens but still magnificent. The priest was ready to swear Zephyr in and the guests had all taken their seats.

“I understand now! So, what do I need to do since I am the cause of these circumstances due to my chivalrous nature!” “Ensure the continuation of your bloodline! Like I said I will grant your descendants with power to fight and protect this chiefdom…….” “But the power can be passed down…….” “I know, but I have seen something that has made me change my view on that, hence I said, ‘the one who will be destined to succeed the current will gain power’ but only from a certain element but will be able to learn to utilise the other elements but will not be as powerful.” He cuts off Chikanda after being cut off previously.