Labyrinth: Coronation Novels & Stories

I glance across the room at my father, who is still lying perfectly still in his bed. The monitors are still displaying various numbers along with his heartbeat. However, a little part of me wishes he would suddenly wake up so he can see this, even though this isn’t how it should be done. With Shane’s help, I’m sitting up in bed and the coronation is taking place around me. This doesn’t seem real, but I know it is. The room is filled with medical staff and the King’s highest security clearance staff, along with Max and Page. In addition, there are a few of the clergy who will perform the ceremony.

Only Marissa had managed to stand somewhere in the middle, her fierce, red hair always made her stand out. "You will go in one by one," Gwen explained. "You will be introduced, the doors will open and you will walk in. There will be a line of men to your left, these are the lords, dukes and princes of our country. They have all been assigned to one of you, so you may open the ball with the first dance."

The labyrinth had adapted, and the real test, the one that would define them, was only beginning. The air thickened, heavy with anticipation, as they stepped into the widened chamber. Crimson veins pulsed along the walls, glowing brighter, like the heartbeat of the labyrinth itself. Every step echoed against the stone, bouncing back distorted, making it impossible to distinguish reality from illusion. Aria’s glow lit the way, but even its radiance seemed fragile against the oppressive weight pressing down from above.

The silence in the Labyrinth was a living thing, a thick, muffling blanket that pressed against my eardrums. I stood at the nexus of the two infinite corridors, the smooth, grey stone offering no hint, no crack, no variation. Solve the corridor. What did that even mean? Blow it up? I’d tried. Reason with it? There was no one to reason with.

"I was going to tell you something really important but I've been really busy and all. I think it's time for you to know," Lillith didn't know what to feel. Anxiety? Calm? Relief? Anger? And what did he want to tell her that had been taking so much of his time? Did he want her to leave with Lucien? She didn't know what to feel about it. Instead of overthinking everything, she closed her eyes and freed her mind before blinking it open. "Alright. I am all ears." "About the Coronation..." He began and cleared his throat. "It can't hold without a Luna by my side and also the rituals can't hold without an heir which I already have,"

Sophia, my brain had vaguely registered, hadn’t been wearing any diamonds, but a heavily embroidered pink gown that matched her hair and gold jewellery. The trumpets stopped playing as the King and Queen stood up from their thrones and Lance came to a stop at the base of the thrones, on top of the pedestal. My heart almost leaped out of my chest with nervousness. This was it. The big moment we had all been waiting for. “Ladies and gentlemen, my beloved subjects and mages,” the King spoke with a booming voice with his hands spread on his sides. “Welcome to the coronation of my beloved son, Lancelin Eustein. And now…let us commence the ceremony.”

Within seconds, they took Eleanor and vanished back into the night. Left on the lobby floor was a silver coin engraved with the Labyrinth symbol. But this time, on the reverse side, there was a new carving: an image of a skull wearing the Thorne crown. "The game has only just begun, Mavric," a voice echoed through the building's speakers. "London is no longer yours. Welcome to the elimination round." Standing in the chaotic lobby, Mavric and Liora realized that they were no longer the hunters they had become the prey in their own city.

The Coronation day ; The grand hall was transformed into a breathtaking spectacle of elegance and opulence in honor of the coronation of the new Lycan Queen, Uriah. The room was adorned with intricate tapestries, richly colored banners, and shimmering crystal chandeliers that cast a warm, golden glow over the proceedings. Magnificent floral arrangements, filled with roses, lilies, and other exotic blooms, adorned the tables, emanating a sweet fragrance that wafted through the air.

Finally, a servant came and called him to the hall. “My dear demons! Today my son, aka the prince of the demon realm, has finally turned sixteen. Soon, he will be worthy of my throne as well. This evening is dedicated to the prince of the demon realm, Theodore. Let us raise a toast to the success of the prince," King Asmodeus raised his glass, and the whole crowd cheered.

"The Labyrinth is a realm where reality intertwines with perception. To navigate its corridors, one must confront their own essence." He bestowed upon us a crystalline pendant. "This Lumina Stone will illuminate your path, but beware—the Labyrinth reveals as much as it conceals." --- Damian's Perspective Armed with the Lumina Stone, Elara and I ventured into the Labyrinth of Echoes. The entrance shimmered with an ethereal glow, and as we crossed the threshold, the world around us shifted. The Labyrinth's passages were ever-changing, reflecting fragments of our memories, desires, and fears. At times, we were separated, each confronting personal visions that tested our resolve.