*Saoirse*
The sun was shining down on Rhys and me, illuminating the Great Hall with its warm color and light. Yet, it was nothing to the glow coming from inside of me.
Inside of me was a bright mass of excitement and reverence as I beheld the grand elder of Egoren stepping forward to begin the coronation ceremony. He stood tall and graceful, a beacon of sunlight and the light our new reign would bring.
There was silence as all that gathered waited for him to speak. The room as a whole seemed to collectively hold their breath.
“Welcome all to the coronation of the future king and queen of Egoren,” boomed the holy man’s voice, carrying over the full but silent Great Hall. “We are gathered in this hall to witness the swearing-in of the two who stand before me.”
He paused and smiled at the two of us.
