The Second Life's

XXXVI - The Coronation of Lucas

I put on the best dress and makeup I could to go to Avnevous. Unbeknownst to Holly or Chloe, I went to Avnevous through a secret room portal connected to Ava's Magic Union Tower. There, Ava and Isaac were already waiting with their official clothes on. We're going to Avnevous Palace together and I'm pretending to be Ava's partner.

“Good day, Ava ..., and Isaac,” my bro.

“Good day, Miss Charlotte,” greet Isaac back. His face that looked tough harbored sadness. His eyes were tired, like he hadn't slept all night. I swallowed because I was nervous.

“Because you've come, let's go to the palace,” Ava said without further ado. I followed Ava's footsteps along with Isaac out of the Tower.

In front of the Magic Union Tower there was already a carriage belonging to the palace that was parked sweetly waiting for us. The coachman opened the door and Ava jumped into the car by ignoring the hand of the coachman. I'm coming with the last Isaac.

Shortly after the door of the carriage closed, the carriage made its way to the Palace. The streets are filled with Avnevous people feasting to enliven the birth of the new King, Lucas.

“Ugh, I hate riding the train the most,” complained Ava suddenly. “Boring.”

“Mrs ..., we will soon arrive at the Palace. Be patient a little,” said Isaac trying to appease the Great Witch.

“Near the palace is jammed. The nobles are busy waiting in line to enter the Palace,” said Ava. He suddenly looked at me. “Which is more important, in the next month you will be preoccupied with your marriage, right?”

I'm nodding. “It's true.”

“Well, I would like to siphon black magic in the Imperial Palace if you are already Queen later,” Ava said. “You know if Your Majesty we ascend the throne without a partner?”

“Ya.”

“It was a debate, anyway,” said Ava indifferently. “Almost if you will be His Majesty's partner later.”

What Ava said was not wrong. “Yeah, I've mentally prepared me for that.”

“Uniting a region that has liberated itself from the Empire is indeed difficult. For that we need allies from the region of Naorikan and Bevram who as you know are very respectful of the Vanhoiren Empire,” explained Ava.

“Naorikan is a friendly region. If there were any other territory that wanted to need help, he would definitely help. The king can still be persuaded,” I said. “But for Bevram ..., I doubt that. Bevram is best friends with Vanhoiren. They even support each other blatantly.”

Ava clucked in annoyance. “That's why I hate Bevram.”

“We have arrived,” said Isaac who reminded.

I turned my head outside the window and saw the tall gate of the Palace already in sight. The driver opened the door and we went out one by one.

Our arrival brought a lot of attention from the other guests. Ava did not care and raised her face up high while walking towards the Palace. Isaac let me and Ava walk in front while he watched from behind.

“We will go up to the second floor to easily see his coronation,” Ava said. “Renda s*alan. I hate wearing dresses.”

“Mistress, please behave your age,” scold Isaac.

Ava snorted and glanced at the guards in front of the Palace door then went inside. We entered the great hall of the Palace and went up to the second floor then sat down on the long chairs that had been provided. His coronation has not yet begun.

Ava even repeatedly cursed because waiting too long. Some of the nobles who were sitting near us got annoyed. Ava doesn't care about that at all.

“Lucas s*alan. He made me wait here instead,” sis Ava. I felt bad for Isaac, who tried not to curse his master.

The king stood up and looked all over. She smiles. “Guardines. In the afternoon today. Right in the summer of burning spirits, the time came when my reign was over. Replaced with new shoots from my only offspring. Lucas Cavan Avnevous.”

“Kneel in front of me, My son,” ask the King to Lucas.

Lucas stood up and knelt in front of the King while looking down. The king put his wand on Lucas' shoulder.

“With this, I am the King of Avnevous Ke-XI, Lewis George Avnevous. Give you my throne and all the responsibilities I hold on you, my son Lucas Cavan Avnevous. Now you are not the Crown Prince, but the XII King. With the blessing of the Goddess of Virtue, may you be a good and wise King,”, the King told Lucas. “Stand.”

Lucas stood up and the King removed his crown and put it on Lucas' head. After that, the staff that the King held, was given to Lucas.

The king sat down again in his seat for the last time. Lucas still stood and faced the whole audience while raising the stick he held aloft.

All those present applauded the new King, including me, Ava, and Isaac. There was sadness and joy that filled my heart. Saddened by Isla's absence on a happy day like this, and glad I could see firsthand Lucas' coronation with my own eyes.

My eyes and Lucas met, he smiled at me and I waved at him. At least I can't show any more sadness in front of Lucas.

“Finally the foolish boy became King,” muttered Ava. “Although without getting married first because his soul mate is beside me.”

“Ava ..., you're too much,” I said embarrassed.

“Before the feast of the new King's celebration will begin. Make sure you dance with that son s*alan,” Ava said.

“Mrs ...”

“I'll work on it,” I said to Ava.

Ava clucked in annoyance. “Must, not be attempted.”

“Alright, Ava.”

*

Everybody partying.

There were a lot of women I didn't recognize who approached Lucas as he was seen alone greeting the guests. I'm still in Avnevous today. Enjoy the hustle and bustle of the Western region more pleasant than Vanhoiren.

Ava stays by my side. Still with his habit of cursing Lucas. I think Isaac had to be extra patient when it came to handling Ava who was hard to calm down.

“You don't want to go to Lucas?” ask Ava.

“He needs space,” I replied. “As a good King, he should also make a good impression with others.”

“Yes yes, I have to hear the former Queen who will be Queen again,” taunts Ava that I know is just a joke. “If any other woman comes near and you want to annihilate, just tell me.”

“I hope the Madam holds back here before getting a warning letter for the third time from the Palace,” scolds Isaac for the umpteenth time. “Do Madam not remember if Madam will be blacklisted immediately if messed up again?”

Ava doesn't seem to care. “Si s*alan that always make me emotional.”