Vincent and Jamie and Catarina: When Freshiedency Reaches Its End

The Inauguration Ceremony

For the seventeen, that vacation was a much needed relief. It has been nine days since the vacation, and a lot had happened in such a short time.

Philomella, Ladrino, and Denarra were doing great with the Deities and the White Magic Societies they knew, taking pictures across both worlds whenever necessary.

Elaiza and Laodhmair went back to ruling their own country, and factual reports say that it's GDP has been steadily increasing at a rate of 0.7%, and it has been a prime candidate for the Happiest Country in the World (not Earth, that is).

Makata and Avinna also went back to ruling over the mythological creatures of the Philippines, and despite her breeder-esque form, Avinna had been accepted by everyone in the Philippines. In fact, the current President has acknowledged her and Makata's efforts in making peace with urban, rural, and mythic folks alike. In fact, their blooming daughter, also a breeder-esque creature with the speed and strength of an aswang, is a modern babaylan, a priestess whose role is similar to Denarra's.

Cee, Jay, and Ceejay still work at the resort but they got promoted to managerial positions. They still tour groups around, but they never let anyone group tour the Plato Navian Islands, since they respect it as a Sacred place.

Ridan, Zenthi, Marwyllise, Clotho and Isabella became adventurers and adrenaline junkies. Their last adventure was to rappel off the Shimushoko Ravine in the Mukade Country, which they succeeded without a scratch.

Norman and Noelle went back to DJing, and opened up a school for future EDM artists in the making. They are now currently engaged.

Finally, we see our main Character just standing outside the steps of the Palace right across the hordes of cameramen just standing across the street. At the bottom of the stairs stood Jamie, whom he waved with a smile. Behind her were Vincent I, Nosci, and Seiryu also waving at him.

As the ten o'clock sun shone on Vincent II's face, Vincent I asked Nosci, "Do you think Quill made the right decision of letting my son run the country?"

"Have you doubted your son for the past seven years, Vincie?!" Nosci replied with a chuckle, "If your son had not accidentally been to jail, then our prisoners would not have seen their families any longer. If your son had not given up his Friday to help or visit at least anyone, they wouldn't have seen what kind of a man is he! If your son had not worked with the cabinet and the Department of Finance and restructured the salary of each government official, himself included, the money would have fallen in the wrong hands! Your son has done a two-pronged approach, making the citizens of Mandala happy whilst achieving economic progress."

"Then, definitely, Quill was right!" Vincent I replied.

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Exactly at ten thirty, the limousine carrying the new President arrived at the steps of the Palace. A young male drider driver hopped out and skittered towards the back door facing the steps. Once he opened the back door, an elf, around the age of thirty, stepped out, receiving the thunderous applause around him. When Vincent II saw him, he smiled. The elf also smiled back at him as he ascended the steps. 

When the elf approached Vincent II, the latter welcomed him with wide open arms and hugged him tightly. The former also wrapped his arms around Vincent.

"Alfred!" Vincent II exclaimed, "Lovely meeting you here, and seeing you in the black-and-blue suit!"

"Always a pleasure, Vincent!" Alfred replied, "When I quit my job as warden, it was the best decision of my life. I took up several political jobs as I traveled the world with Pip and Pippa: freedom fighter, Demacian police force, ambassador of Mandala to Entomon, and many others. I've seen so many ways different countries handle different issues, and I've seen the ways we handle our issues. I really want Mandala to globalize even further, and maybe even cooperate with other countries as well. I mean, this world is very, very big, and it's far beyond Mandala, Entomon, Valoran, and Hympa. We should open up to them!"

Vincent II laughed in reply, "Save that for your first speech, Alfred!"

On the last word of the ex-President, the drums and the fanfare played. Everyone stood facing the Mandala Aranaea flag above the done of the Palace.

As the wind kicked up, making the flag fly, people of all races and kinda down below sang the national anthem in Elvish (for it was written that way).

After the anthem, the vicar skittered up the stairs, holding the Mandalan Constitution in front of him. When the old drider approached Vincent, who stood beside Alfred, he said, "Mr. Svalbard, please move aside." Vincent II did as he was told and moved two steps above the vicar and the elf, watching the ceremony happen before his very eyes.

With one hand, Alfred placed a hand on the book, and then the vicar said, "Alfred W. J. Valswathir, please raise your right hand."

The elf president raised his right hand.

"Do you solemnly swear to uphold the duties  of  being President of this country, from now on until the end of your term?" the vicar asked.

"I, Alfred W. J. Valswathir, do solemnly swear to uphold my duties as President of Mandala Arænea. I will be a guide to the nation, will rule my seven years with discipline, peace, and restorative justice, and will leave a lasting legacy for Presidents to come. I will also be a President who is open to everyone's voices so that I can be of service to everyone, anytime, anywhere. So help me, God, The Prime Mover!" The  soon-to-be incumbent President exclaimed.

"Then, by the power vested in me, I proclaim Alfred Valswathir, Elf, as the new President of Mandala Araenea!" The vicar announced as loud as he could and slowly skittered down the stairs. The fanfare played with flair once again as everyone below gave a resounding round of applause as Alfred looked at the people below, and he smiled.