Chapter 167: Fiery Coronation (3)
“I-it’s Her Highness!”
“Her Highness emerged from the sacred flames!”
“She walked through the flames! Look at her serene smile!”
Apollonia took slow, deliberate steps forward, revealing herself entirely.
Draped in a rose-red dress adorned with golden embroidery and diamonds, she appeared flawless. Not a single scratch marred her exposed arms, and her hair fluttered in the breeze as she stood on the altar, gazing down at the hundreds of onlookers below.
“She… she’s like the God of Sun himself…”
One of the nobles at the forefront murmured in awe, unable to tear his eyes away from Apollonia, despite the blinding light emanating from her.
Perris stood a short distance away, his right arm held in place by his left, as if in pain.
Their juxtaposition created a perfect tragedy.
