The Crowning Mga Nobela at Kwento

All I hear is, "By the power vested upon me, you will become the queen of Evergreen, from today until forever!" A maid removes my crown and my father stands up. He walks next to the high priest. The priest takes a few steps back and my father takes the queen's crown. Gently, he crowns me with it and says, "I am so proud of you!" I force a smile and curtsy as father nods and goes back into his place. I face the crowd once and for all. The high priest announces, "Ladies and Gentlemen, Children, world-- help me welcome the new Queen of Evergreen, Aurora Wintershade!"

The fire in the divine lamp extinguished. Then comes the main part of the ritual. The crowning time. Servants came forward with the crowns. They were heavily decorated with white stones and pearls. Maybe this was the reason why the crowns are called Moon Crowns. Elphaba placed the crown on Maximus's head after offering the crown to the moon goddess and the deity. Lenora's neck hurt just by watching Maximus wearing the crown. She wondered how it would be to her. Soon, it's her turn to wear the crown.

It contrasted the dark and somewhat lit hallway. ‘As I crossed my arms, I asked, “What do you mean?” ‘Benjamin leaned towards the stone wall. His hands crawled into his pockets as he explained, “As you can remember, next year will be our Crowning Ceremony. Our parents will finally acknowledge us as the future rulers after them. That also means that we are to take part in duties that represent our respective crowns.” ‘I asked another, “Brother, why would our Crowning Ceremony get in the way of that?” I continued, “Yes, we will be acknowledged but that doesn’t mean we will be given full responsibilities.”

the witch said. “And?” I asked, “Say what you have to say.” The three witches look at each other. Nerves visible in their porcelain faces. “A crown,” the witch said as she lowered her head. Frowning, I throw them a questioning look. What crown were they speaking of? “Have you heard about the Ruby Crown?” The witch asked. I shake my head. I had never heard of a Ruby Crown. I didn’t understand where they were going with this. Letting them know they could continue. I watch as they take a seat.

The Metropolitan Museum of Art had been transformed into something obscene. Ten thousand white roses climbed the pillars of the Great Hall. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling on invisible wires, throwing fractured light across seven hundred guests in black tie, all of them holding champagne and pretending they weren’t looking at each other. A twelve-piece orchestra played something restrained and expensive near the fountain. The air smelled like perfume, money, and the particular kind of tension that happens when too many powerful people are crammed into one room.

The engagement ceremony Sebastian orchestrated for me was held at St. Mary’s Cathedral, the most august landmark in the city. White roses carpeted the streets for miles, every petal steeped in the sweet fragrance of absolute power. I wore a bespoke, hand-stitched lace gown, its voluminous train borne by six bridesmaids. Sebastian stood at the altar, his gaze fixed on me with unashamed fervor and devotion. Just as the priest was about to administer the vows, the heavy oak doors of the cathedral were flung open.

🖤 Alexandra 🖤 I want his lips on mine. The thought arrived completely uninvited, sitting itself down in the middle of my brain with the casual confidence of something that belonged there, while I stood in the doorway watching Jacob crouch down and kiss each of my babies on the forehead, one after the other, Loveth first, then Freddy, then Dean, then Lilly, who grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him back on the nose before he could straighten up.

Stepping past her, I walked toward the altar and released my pressure without restraint. In that instant, every werewolf present, including her, dropped to their knees, unable to resist. "Open your eyes and look carefully." I glanced down at her from above. "Who told you it would be those three competing for the throne? "The one who will step onto that throne is me. Seraphina." Camilla’s face twisted slightly at my words, her eyes burning with jealousy. When I withdrew my pressure, she gritted her teeth and spat out one final threat. "Stop bluffing! Our capital is building a new civilization. Once winter passes, I’ll personally lead an army and crush your filthy den!"

She wondered why Luna was so worried while staring at her son. The hall returned to normal as the guests began to approach Aleric. Freya realized that for Aleric, she was like an invisible person. Maybe he forgot about her and her stupidity. The moment everyone had been waiting for arrived soon. The music shifted, becoming deep and powerful. It was time for the official crowning, the ancient ritual to hand the crown to the new Alpha. Alpha David stood on the raised platform, holding the ancient crown. It was heavy, made of dark, weathered gold and encrusted with raw, jagged diamonds that seemed to glow.

“I know.” “You can tell me to stop.” Jamie looked at him. Really looked. The scar. The control. The restraint that felt like it was holding something dangerous in check. “I don’t want you to stop,” Jamie said, then winced. “I mean….” Adrian didn’t smile. He didn’t gloat. He just nodded, like that answer fit into something he’d already decided. “Good,” he said. Behind them, unseen but aware, La Corona Nera watched. And after midnight, Bar Della Luna closed its doors, keeping its secrets, for now.