Chapter 213: Separation (2)

The season of snowfall had returned as soon as extra.

As if ready for somebody, Shiron stood idly in entrance of the iron gate, gazing at his pocket watch.

10:20 AM… He had been standing there, miserably enduring the sleet, for six hours. Shiron felt a number of presences approaching and put away his pocket watch.

“Brother, if we don’t depart quickly…”

It was Siriel, dressed as if heading to an vital place, who crammed his gaze.

In a classy white semi-coat and a cute sky-blue hat on her head, she wore a ceremonial sword on her waist, including an air of reversal, asserting she was not simply an extraordinary lady.

Nevertheless, the Siriel Shiron confronted was nonetheless a contemporary, full of life lady. The chilly wind brushed towards her alabaster cheeks, turning them barely crimson, and the expression on her face was stuffed with concern, fearful that Shiron may catch a chilly, which was merely endearing.

“…Let’s go.”

Shiron determined to cease ready for his little sister for the sake of his thoughtful fiancée. It was Victor’s coronation on the Imperial Palace. Lucia had not returned from her journey at present both. Shiron had hoped Lucia would attend the coronation, a uncommon gathering of the empire’s influential figures, however it appeared the world was not a puzzle that match completely collectively.

“Bend down a bit. Let me brush off the snow.”

“Thanks.”

“It’s nothing.”

Siriel, smiling bashfully, straightened Shiron’s garments. She brushed the snow off his broad shoulders and used magic to iron the coat wrinkled from being folded.

It was a touching act of devotion anybody would really feel. Having fun with the gaze of the servants lined up behind, Siriel laughed and held Shiron’s hand as they boarded the carriage.

“You’re such a stunning couple.”

Contained in the carriage, Latera, carrying mittens and a shawl, was already seated.

She wished to attend for Lucia beside Shiron, however fearing she may catch a chilly within the chilly climate, Hugo had dragged her into the carriage earlier. All of the winter equipment she wore had been ready by Hugo, so Latera couldn’t ignore his kindness.

“Was {that a} praise?”

“In fact. The love between a person and a lady, no matter time or place, is at all times lovely.”

“Oh my, thanks~”

Siriel, who answered, sat near Shiron, displaying her affection. Prior to now, Siriel would have felt uncomfortable with Latera’s sarcasm, however because of the engagement ring on her finger, she might simply ignore the barbs in her phrases.

Rattle-

The coachman whipped the horses after confirming everybody had boarded. The world, coated within the first snow, shortly handed by.

“…Is it alright for me to attend?”

Shiron, who had been staring out the window, murmured softly.

In the present day, Victor’s coronation would happen within the [Red Square] in entrance of the Imperial Palace. Influential figures from not solely the empire but in addition allied nations with Rien would come to see the face of the following emperor.

“I really feel like I ought to keep house with Seira…”

Shiron fearful that one thing may go incorrect due to him. It had solely been a bit of over a month since he eradicated the apostle, and on account of his rising fame, there was a chance he may encounter one other apostle once more.

“If not you, then who would attend?”

However Siriel didn’t know this. She chatted away, linking arms along with her unusually hesitant brother.

“It’s a spot to announce the emperor to the world. Any influential particular person on the continent would naturally attend, even paying cash to safe a seat, so it is best to stand on the entrance and watch.”

“Is that so…”

“Victor even wrote a letter himself, asking you to return. He stated you’ve accomplished him an amazing favor and ready one of the best spot for you. It could be a waste to overlook this chance.”

“…Siriel is correct.”

For as soon as, Latera agreed with Siriel. Though Siriel’s intentions to flaunt their relationship had been apparent, her reasoning was sound.

“I perceive why the hero may really feel uneasy on account of his heightened fame. Nevertheless, good deeds are at all times rewarded indirectly.”

“…That’s the primary time I’ve heard that.”

‘…You’ve got aged as nicely.’

Because the emperor raised the ceremonial rod, the corridor fell silent. Influential figures from different nations and commoners who had gathered to see the emperor’s face held their breath.

The outdated emperor, as if to declare he was nonetheless sturdy, held the rod excessive for a very long time.

The eyes of his good friend didn’t meet Hugo’s. They merely gazed on the finish of the crimson carpet.

Victor Ado de Rien. The younger man who might solely be described as noble obtained the emperor’s gaze fully.

Wearing a white uniform embroidered with gold thread, displaying his sharp options, and flaunting his splendid blonde hair, the Empire’s most good-looking man. The blue eyes seated in barely arched sockets had been so deep one couldn’t fathom their depth.

Victor walked the crimson carpet and stood earlier than the emperor. Standing on the platform, he regarded down on the outdated emperor, exhibiting that the crown prince was now grown.

…Siriel knew that Victor was aware of this aspect and in addition noticed a special scene than others, however she remained silent and easily watched.

‘Is he jealous? Hmph! How ridiculous.’

Though it was transient, Siriel knew that his consciousness had certainly been directed this manner. So, she flaunted her relationship with Shiron for all to see.

Ignoring his numb arm, Shiron stared at Victor. Certainly… he was a good-looking fellow even by a person’s requirements. A man good-looking sufficient to incite jealousy knelt as he obtained the ceremonial rod.

The emperor lifted the crown from his head and positioned it on the crown prince’s head.

———————–!!

Thunderous cheers erupted.

Shiron didn’t be part of the cheers.

‘Beauty, wealth, and energy… he has all of it.’

Regardless of his turbulent coronary heart, Shiron maintained a composed demeanor and solely clapped his palms.

Victor slowly raised the ceremonial rod, calming the gang.

Handing over the ceremonial rod and crowning the prince didn’t mark the top of the coronation. The ultimate step, the swearing-in ceremony to pledge allegiance to the brand new emperor, remained.

These privileged to take part within the swearing-in ceremony on the coronation had been notified upfront, so Shiron, not anticipating to be chosen, puzzled who would go up the platform.

However then, Victor glanced down the platform and met Shiron’s eyes. Shiron tilted his head in confusion as a smile that made him need to punch the good-looking younger man unfold throughout his face.

For a second, Shiron’s coronary heart sank.

Nevertheless, opposite to his suspicion that his title may be referred to as, Victor introduced an surprising title.

-Siriel Prient.

The title uttered by the emperor triggered a stir within the corridor. Shiron, in addition to Siriel, had been baffled and will solely show puzzled expressions on their faces.

‘What? Why did he name my title?’

As Siriel contemplated with confusion, Eldrina, standing behind her, tapped her shoulder.

“…Mom?”

“Go on, little one, didn’t His Majesty name your title?”

Siriel, as if pushed, got here ahead and stood earlier than Victor.

For a second, their lips moved as in the event that they had been having a dialog.

Shiron had no approach of figuring out what they had been discussing, however seeing Siriel biting her lip, he might simply guess that the dialog was not extraordinary.

-Siriel Prient!

The thunderous proclamation.

-Serve the Empire as its sharpest sword!

Siriel knelt down.