Silver King

Chapter 1 - Cal

Everything has come to this. The past year of fighting Maven's troops have all come to this moment, historic in Nortan history. I, Tiberias Calore VII, will be crowned king. My whole life I have been prepped for this day, the day that will be the first of the rest of my life. I will be king, like all the burners of House Calore that have existed before me. I am the descent of Caesar Calore, the first king of Norta, and therefore the rightful ruler of this country.

We have dethroned my brother Maven just a week ago. The dirt on his grave is still damp and yet, here I am, standing in the shadows for the last few seconds of my life. In 10 minutes, I will march on the stage and vow to serve and protect the people of Norta. That I will do, but who will let me do so? I know that in a matter of days, the Scarlet Guard and Montfort will turn against me. I never expected them to endorse me, but I know they will not rebel either. I will be a good king and make things right.

I have not seen Mare in 187 days, since the day it was announced to both of us that I would become king and marry Evangeline Samos. Nanabel pulled a lot of strings to get to this. I mustn't disappoint her. I will be a much better king than Maven, she says. Everyone says so. I guess it isn't hard to have hope when talking about a king as another one has been killed by the population. They know they can do it. I didn't want Maven to end this way, but his own stubbornness led to it irrevocably. He had to die, and it breaks my heart. But he wasn't the Mavey I remembered. He was killed by Elara a long time ago.

The horns start blaring and I know it's time for me to march on the podium and pretend everything is all right.

But we all know nothing is all right. Especially since the little lighting girl isn't by my side. How can anything be all right without her ?