Prince Marshall paced nervously around his room. He stopped for only a couple of minutes to admire the portraits on the wall of his room. They were portraits of former princess and Queens. Rokha Kingdom,had never had a male ruler before. But,since the Queen's only daughter had been murdered,he was her only offspring left.

Marshall nervously adjusted his royal garments. He wasn't used to these kind of clothes. Male offspring born from the Queen were not usually considered as important as female offspring were. Marshall was used to be treated like regular people. He wasn't used to receiving so much attention from everyone.

The bells chimed a little tune,and Marshall gave out a sigh. It was time for his crowning ceremony. "Here I go" he whispered to himself,as a guard guided him to the court where his ceremony would be held.

As Marshall entered the court, escorted by guards,he immediately recognised the queen. She was sitting majestically on her purple throne decorated with a variety of emeralds. Her bright red hair was decorated with flowers from the royal garden.When she spotted him,she smiled softly and gave him a smile. Marshall nervously waved back,and turned to the guards.

They grinned and gestured for him to stand next to her. Marshall immediately stood next to the Queen's throne. He turned to see that the king's throne was empty. Soon a horn blew and the king came in with a battalion of guards. He hobbled over to Marshall carrying his crown.

Marshall gave out a quiet sigh and stepped forward twards the king. The townsfolk watched silently. He could feel their varied
reactions to his presence. The king cleard his throat. "Prince Marshall,do you honor and respect the duty of becoming king?" Boomed the king's voice across the court.

Marshall bowed and nodded his head. "Yes your majesty,I do." He spoke as calmly as he could. The Queen gestured for the King to continue. "And do you Prince Marshall accept the challenge of the responsibilities of being king of this kingdom?" Continued the king. Marshall bowed again and nodded.

The King placed the shiny silver crown on his head, and gave him a large grey scepter with a wolf figure on top, into his hands. "Take this Scepter and show our past leaders that you are worthy of leading our people.
Marshall nodded and nervously carried the scepter to the center of the room.

As he got to the center of the room,the Queen joined him. He struck the floor with a clang that rang throughout the room. The floor split open and cracks snaked through the floor. The cracks glowed with a neon purple/pink color.

The room was silent, nobody dared to speak. The Queen bent down and placed her crown in the center of the cracks. Minutes went by until the crown suddenly mysteriously turned into a pile of gravel. The whole room gasped. The queen stood tall and cleared her throat. "It has been decided, Prince Marshall will be our new leader." She announced.

The room suddenly filled with
Varied emotional sounds. Marshall tried to stand tall and look as regal as he could. "Silence!" He ordered,and the room immediately became quiet.
Marshall slowly raised his scepter to the sky,and everyone in the room bowed immediately..