Coronation, simply put, is the ceremony of placing a crown on the king's head.

Lordaeron naturally has a standard set of processes as a kingdom that has been passed down for hundreds of years, but in this particular period, it is all simplified...

"Kingship has never been given to us by God," Calia said slowly, as she came to the closet and opened one of the large boxes, and took out two smaller boxes. Locke sat at the table and watched her go about her work, talking things that he wouldn't normally say to himself.

"Ever since my ancestors migrated from Riptide Castle to Lordaeron, they have gradually taken control of the land from Warcraft and other creatures who occupy this land with their weapons and wisdom." Kalia said, pulling out a large book with heavy copper bark from the first wooden box on the table, and then she looked up at Locke calmly, "They never really believed in the Light, but only used it as a tool to rule over the people..."

While saying these words, Kalia was also watching Locke's expression at all times. After all, Locke is a paladin and the head of the Knights of the Silver Hand... If these words are heard by outsiders, they will definitely be shocking remarks.

And Locke also understood that the reason why Kalia said this was because he was worried that he would not be able to distinguish between divine power and monarchical power, and would make the possibility of restricting monarchy and liberating divine power. After all, for the royal family, how could it be possible to arrange a person or force to ride on their heads?

But... Locke touched the beard on his chin, are you too worried, ma'am? The Church of Light must have never had such an idea, right?

"The Paladin's code can be summed up in just two words, though it has never been explicitly mentioned," Kalia slowly came to Locke's side and sat down, her white lace gloves flirtatiously Locke's rough face, "loyalty... Loyalty to the king, to the nobility, and even to the Church of Light! ”

Locke looked at her silently, was she worried that I was a pure paladin? If so, then you haven't seen through me! It's true that I'm a paladin, but I'm not a proper paladin...

Would a true paladin do what I do now?

"From today onwards, you will be the king of Lordaeron, and your words and deeds will affect the vast land of Lordaeron. The rest of the human kingdoms will also be affected by you, Locke..."Kalia gently stroked Locke's cheek, and she whispered in an almost admonishing tone, "Straighten your position, okay?" Don't look at all the problems you face with a narrow identity. Don't rush to make any decisions, if you have to make some controversial decisions..."

Kalia tensed her lips and bit her lower lip, then suddenly got up and sat down in front of Locke, put her arms around his neck, rested her head on his head, and whispered, "If you have to make some controversial decisions, I want you to put yourself in the shoes of our new royal family." ”

"You are my last relative, please forgive me for my selfishness, I don't want to see our hard-won life ruined...."

Kalia's words were staccato, but Locke understood what she meant.

The death of her parents, the betrayal of her brother, the collapse of her family and kingdom, and the long period of wandering and fright have long left a shadow on her. The Holy Light Church, which is now growing, is also a thorn in her heart. However, she really regarded herself as her husband, her only relative, at least until the two had children. If something happened to her before she had no children, her life would definitely not be as good as it is now.

"Everything is fine with me." Locke comforted, gently turning her body around and letting her lie in his arms in a different position. "The Harvey-Minethil family will always be in Azeroth."

Leaning her body tightly against Locke's chest, listening to the sound of his powerful heartbeat, Kalia didn't speak, she replaced words with actions. The husband and wife snuggled up like this, sitting quietly and peacefully in this somewhat cramped dressing room.

"Your Majesty, Queen," came the knock of the Chief of the Iron Guard, "and Sir Mormont has news that everything is ready. ”

As the footsteps faded away, Locke patted Kalia on the back, "It's time for us to go." ”

"Hmm..."Kalia got up from Locke's arms with some nostalgia, and Locke was about to leave here, but was suddenly stopped by Kalia behind him. Wait a minute! ”

"How?" Locke turned his head and asked strangely, but saw Kalia holding the wooden box in his hand with both hands, and Kalia smiled at the wooden box and said to Loknunu, "Open it." ”

Locke opened the wooden box...

The crown, a crown that shimmered with golden light, two elaborate crowns carved with dragons and double-headed eagles, one large and one small, were placed in this wooden box wrapped in golden silk.

This was the first time Locke had seen the crown, before and now. The main thing is that they are carved with symbols belonging to his and her two family coats of arms. At first, Locke didn't have the time or energy to care about how to make the crown, and he gave it all to Kalia, just describing the general idea in his heart. Thinking that as long as it wasn't too bad, it would be acceptable, but apparently Kalia understood his inner thoughts.

"Now! Take it with you! Kalia couldn't help but smile, as if the words with Locke just now also made her completely open the entanglement in her heart, and she looked at Locke with encouraging eyes like a newlywed girl.

"Didn't you just bring it in the throne room?" Locke asked strangely, isn't there a process to follow?

Kalia put the wooden box in her hand on the table, and she ignored the somewhat surprised Locke, first carefully wiping her hands with a handkerchief, and then carefully pulling out the larger crown with both hands and facing Locke.

"Well, my great majesty, please lower yourself." Kalia looked at Locke with a grin, and the heartfelt joy in her eyes made Locke involuntarily lower his head. Only then did he raise his head when that heavy feeling appeared. Tears were already flowing from the corners of Korkalia's eyes.

Locke tried to reassure her, but she hurriedly grabbed the hand towel she had just wiped her hands with and carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "No, I'm fine, I'm just happy." Really, just happy. ”

The muscles on Locke's face twitched so that he wouldn't laugh too ugly. He understood that maybe this scene had caused a lot of emotion in Kalia's heart, or maybe it was something else. But there is no way, this is the case, the weak will be beaten, this is the eternal truth.

"My Queen, let me put on your laurel wreath too."

At Locke's call, Kalia twitched her nose as she strained her mouth, not wanting her tears to fall. But it's a pity that the tears in the corners of the eyes are like beads with broken threads, falling one after another. When Locke put the crown on her head, she threw herself into Locke's arms uncontrollably, crying bitterly...

Sadness, remorse, helplessness and weakness, but full of joy, sweetness and excitement, this is Kalia's complicated mood at the moment.

"Look! Today! My queen is the most beautiful woman in the whole world. Locke took the small makeup mirror on the table next to him and faced Kalia, teasing her, but Kalia, who was crying, laughed and cried and hammered him with her fist, "I can't say anything comforting!" Am I not usually beautiful? ”

"Other times?" Locke pretended to be inexplicably surprised and said, "Oh my God! My Queen, please give the other ladies some pride! ”

Haha, it's a pity that Kalia cried and laughed and hammered harder....

The throne room was bustling with activity, and gentlemen and ladies in costume were discussing enthusiastically in their own small circles to hide doubts about the delay in the coronation. In the huge throne hall, candles lit every corner, making the already crowded hall even hotter, and almost everyone was sweating profusely... But in order to take care of the image, every gentleman and young lady pays more attention to their own clothes.

Mormont leaned against the round pillar at the entrance to the throne room, and looked earnestly at the iron throne on top of the 11 steps. and, next to the makeshift queen's seat.

This may have determined the order of Lordaeron's reign after that...

"Sir Mormont, do you want to urge the king and queen again?"

While Mormont was pondering, Mario Anderson, the captain of the Imperial Guard next to him, couldn't help but come over and ask.

"You ought not have been here, Sir Anderson," said Mormont, without even turning his head, as he looked at the guests in the hall, "you are now the captain of the royal guard, and you should wait for them at the king and queen's. ”

"But I'm also the defense commander of the Dragon Castle," Mario said helplessly, "The captain of the Imperial Guard, the defense commander of the Dragon Castle, there are some conflicts of position. ”

Mormont immediately turned his head when he heard this, he looked at the latter in surprise and said, "I now understand why you were kicked out of the security bureau by Noris. ”

Mario was naturally very upset when his scars were revealed, but Mormont's next words made him speechless and angry.

"You are the first follower of His Majesty, and His Majesty is fully confident in you in doing so. Something that no one else can hope for, and you have other ideas? Mormont sighed a few times and continued, "His Majesty the King is a man who misses the old days, and he has placed you in an important position more than once. I hope you can mature and be able to help him manage some things. ”

"His Majesty doesn't want a mouthpiece that can only speak and obey orders..."