Chapter 121: the coronation
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Things were going wonderfully in Bucharest, so far. They shopped until the morning light was first making its appearance in the sky. The women decided they should head back before the hustle and bustle of the streets start and prepare for the upcoming coronation.
In the heart of the city was the main palace, which was astonishing and enchanting to look at it. It had a breathtaking blend of old-world architecture with a modern touch. Made of smooth black stone, accompanied by broad terraces, and sweeping glass balconies. The gates were carved black steel
The foyer was a vast, open space, bathed in soft light that shined through high windows. The floor was polished black marble, shot through with veins of shimmering red, almost like blood frozen mid-pulse.
A grand staircase floated up from the center of the room, it’s clear glass steps suspended on invisible supports, lined by railings of black steel. Above, a chandelier of twisted glass and silver hung from the center of the ceiling, casting shadows that danced over the walls and floor as the moon’s light shifted across the sky. Everything about the city and the palace was magical.
The following day the palace was getting busier, the staff were moving smoothly, though at a ridiculously fast pace in preparation for the arriving clans.
Ash and the other brothers had left to handle clan responsibilities, so Rosa joined Violet in her examination of the guests pooling in from cars pulling up. The people Violet and Rosa saw arriving were all deathly beautiful, beings designed with grace and perfection in mind.
More and more, people were flooding in from all over. Violet was peaking down through her window when she and Rosa heard a knock on the door.
"Come in." Violet answered.
Four servant girls entered with their hands full, one trailing right after the other.
"Hello, my queen." The four women said in unison as they curtsied "We are here to dress you. The coronation will begin at midnight."