Chapter 119: Take My Hand

Days went by, and soon, it was time for the coronation. It took at least two weeks of preparation and took place at the largest church in the entire capital of Wraith. 

The streets were crowded with thousands of civilians, eager to catch a glimpse of the Queen. Some people even camped on their spot overnight to ensure a good view of their leader.

The sidewalks were closed off and there were police and royal guards present everywhere. Helicopters swarmed the sky, carefully monitoring the situation. Every single inch of the area was highly secured, leaving practically no room for assassinations. All of the windows were accounted for, and there were hidden security amongst the crowds.

"Reporting live from the cathedral of the coronation," a reporter said in a monotone, eloquent voice.