Prolouge

The sound of cheering could be heard from outside of the door leading to the coronation room. A heavy breath was exhaled as Landon clasped his hands to gather to calm his beating heart. The entourage of advisors stood behind him, awaiting his words. The head of them, Ronald Hector, stepped forward, placing his hands on the teenager's shoulder.

"Your Majesty. It is time to enter. Are you ready?" Landon smiled softly. Shaking his head, he then straightened his figure.

"I am not fully ready... However, we cannot postpone this ordeal any longer. Our country needs a reliable king, and I am the only option. Let us enter now." As the servants pulled the door back, light from the large window in the room engulfed the dimly lit hallway. The shrill sound of cheering filled the ears of Landon as he walked down the center of the room. Landon prayed internally.

"Father…Please bless me so that I may proudly continue your legacy…"