NovelEnglishChapter 0376 ""His Majesty, Sylvester Volkov. The twenty-fifth king of the Volkov bloodline. Son of Lord Maurice Volkov and Lady Stephanie Balyeave Volkov," Larry said, and I could hear some contempt in his voice. I might have been imagining it, but who cares.
Sylvester would sit on that throne, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
The building was fully guarded, and Bryce Golubev was responsible for security.
Sylvester walked, and behind him was Lucas Vanhill, wearing a ceremonial outfit. I did not need to guess what his function would be. Joan and Pamela were dressed the same way, and they
followed him.
Sylvester walked quickly and climbed { onto the stage.
He climbed above the Lord's level with them still saluting him. They turned to face him, and he sat on the throne.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSylvester looked in my direction with no expression on his face. He was trying to acknowledge me subtly, so it was okay.
"It's okay, darling. Just one more week to go," Ilinked him, and his eyes faltered a bit.
Everyone sat down, and the ceremony began.
Larry said the words, and Sylvester spoke the oath.
Joan handed him a book consisting of
our laws and history. It was old and looked like they had just polished the leather back.
Sylvester was made to acknowledge the book and swear.
Then Pamela handed him the sceptre.
He promised to rule with a firm hand, to be just and true, to put the people's needs above all, to maintain peace, and protect everyone equally.
Then Lucas Vanhill placed the crown on his head as Sylvester was made to promise to carry the people and bear their burden bravely. To truly serve and love his subjects. He was made to promise not to be partial and always uphold the law. To judge and punish those who are guilty and free the innocent.
Sylvester made all the promises, and
he was officially named king. People cheered; the people in the hall and the multitude outside the hall. It was a happy event, and I was happy to be a part of it.
As soon as the ceremony was over. The King and Lords left the hall, and so did we. People were cheering outside, and Sylvester waved to them.
I joined Sylvester in the Limo, and we headed to the Estate.
There was traffic because of the crowd, and we did not get home until nighttime.
He held me throughout the ride, and we did not speak to each other.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlthough we had maintained a calm exterior as if nothing was wrong, our enemies were still at large, and we did all this to back them into a corner.
We arrived at the mansion and went to our bedroom. I was halfway changing my clothes when I heard Stephanie's voice.
"Tamia, the bastard sent me another text," She said, sounding nervous, and I knew what she meant.
"Relax, what does it say?" I asked her.
"How does it feel knowing you will be the first to be judged by your son? Enjoy the freedom while it lasts," she told me, and I gently sat on the stool in the closet.
calm down, Stephanie, do not let him get to you. Whoever it is might just be bluffing. If they had anything on you, they would have put it forward by now.
They might want you to panic and do something stupid. Please, keep it
together. It is only a matter of time before we get this King, man," I linked her, and there was silence before she responded.
"Okay, Tamia," she linked me and closed the connection. I did not know what this king might have on Stephanie, but knowing that he might be Jenny's bastard, made me believe he knew everything. I could not tell Stephanie because she would panic and do something stupid. I left the closet wearing a sheer gown and joined Sylvester in the room. Today was his day. 1 would not spoil it with what Stephanie had told me. The news could wait until tomorrow.
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