NINE ~ WICKED WAND

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╭━ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ♛ ⎈ ♛ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ━╮It is my honour and my joyto bless the new King╰━ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ♛ ⎈ ♛ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ━╯

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╭━ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ♛ ⎈ ♛ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ━╮
It is my honour and my joy
to bless the new King
╰━ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ♛ ⎈ ♛ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ━╯

Sunlight filtered in through the stained-glass portrait of Belle and the Beast, casting different coloured glows on the blue carpet lining the floor. Finely dressed bodies lined the sides of the aisle, eager to catch the first glimpse of their new King. All of those on the ground floor of the Cathedral had been deemed prestigious enough to have a front row seat to Auradon's second coronation. Bright lights glittered off the jewels clustered on the bodices and skirts of the women's dresses. The melodic tune of the choir filled the the hall, providing a sweet tune as King Adam and Queen Belle took their thrones for the final time.

Standing at the front of the balcony, the four VKs watched the scene below with growing dread and trepidation. From their vantage point, they could see how close Mal stood to the bell jar that had once encased the Enchanted Rose. Now, it housed the most important aspect of the VKs mission; the magic wand.

Two attendants reached over to open the large double doors of the cathedral. Jay and Evie exchanged an uneasy glance. Carlos shifted uncomfortably, prompting Eva to wrap her arm around him and leaning over to scratch Dude's ear. At the sight of their son, King Adam held his hand out to his wife, helping her to her feet. Everyone bowed as the Prince passed them, the VKs included. Before he reached the dais, the nervous boy turned to Mal with a smile, hoping the sight of her would calm him.

When he approached the first step, Fairy Godmother turned away from him. Pressing a kiss to Belle's cheek, the kind woman squeezed her hand for support before turning to face the current King. The lady in blue curtsied before removing the crown from his head. When she turned back around, Ben was kneeling with one knee on the floor, head dipped. The entire crowd waited with bated breath as the crown was placed atop Ben's honey-brown hair. The bell jar was lifted, leaving the wand unprotected and within Mal's reach.

Beside her, Eva's sister gasped softly. Reaching down, Eva tightly entwined her fingers with Evie's. Green eyes turned to face them. Each of them subtly nodded in her direction and Mal's spine straightened. Resting upon open palms, the wand taunted the torn girl.

"Do you solemnly swear to govern the people of Auradon with justice and mercy as long as you shall reign?" Fairy Godmother recited, repeating the words she had uttered a few decades before.

"I do solemnly swear," responded Ben.

"Then it is my honour...," she tapped Ben on each shoulder with the tip of the wand, "... and my joy to bless our new king."

Wand held aloft, Fairy Godmother let out a startled gasp when it was snatched from her loose grasp. Nothing ever happened in Auradon and despite the presence of the VKs, she hadn't felt the need to keep to protect it. The crowd scattered backwards in terror. Nobody but Fairy Godmother had touched that wand in years. Since the barrier had been created, the wand hadn't given off a single drop of magic.

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