Thirteen Years Later – Eldoria, Royal Capital
The palace bells rang across the land.
The crowd held its breath. Velvet banners whipped in the breeze. Bards tuned their lutes. Nobles reapplied powder to trembling noses.
Today was a big day.
Today, the chimera child was officially crowned Crown Monarch of Eldoria.
They stepped onto the balcony in a cloak so long it had weather systems.
"Left foot first, dramatic pause, smize." "I will not smize. I am not Tyra Banks." "We were literally born for this. Smile like a divine baby." "I'm smiling like I'm holding in a sneeze, actually."
The crowd went feral.
Presenting: His/Her/Their Majesty – Lailuto I
Height: Yes.Hair: Fluffy Expression: Depends on which twin is driving.Aura: Dramatic sorcerous serotonin.Title: The Twin-Tongued Sovereign
Fashion Notes:
Lailuto's outfit was designed by six mages, four tailors, and one ghost stylist.
Gold embroidery spelled out " VIBE CHECK PASSED " in Ancient Eldorian.
A crown floated slightly above their head because sharing one skull is hard enough.
Magical boots whispered affirmations with every step.
"Okay, we're going to wink at Duke Velkrin. He's terrified of us." "You can't just politically flirt at people!""Watch me."
"Reminder: we have a military council at four." "Ugh. Can't we just manifest a clone and pretend to listen?" "You mean like that time you manifested a third soul and named her 'Princess Vibes-a-Lot'?""She was ICONIC."
Meanwhile, at the Bureau…
Ginger Snap sipped tea and watched the chaos unfold on the Orb of Observation.
"They're playing 4D politics and glam-storming their rivals into submission."
Éclair muttered, "They renamed the royal treasury The Slay Vault."
Macaron snapped a spoon in half. "They declared war on a neighboring kingdom because they called their cape 'excessive.'"
Snicker Dude proudly held up a banner: "TEAM LAILUTO: 2 SOULS, 1 CROWN, NO CHILL"
Riku sipped a cookie shake. "Honestly, I love this for them."
Notable Achievements So Far:
Banned beige from all court functions.
Accidentally summoned a dragon.
Passed the Royal Mage Trial by reciting spell theory in two voices, harmonized.
Baked a cursed pie that caused emotional flashbacks.
Refused an arranged marriage by citing "Scheduling Conflicts and Personal Fabulousness."
At the end of coronation day, Lailuto stood atop the palace roof, looking down at their kingdom.
"This land... it's ours now." "To rule with grace, poise, and absolutely no moral ambiguity." "No promises.""You're already planning to enchant our throne, aren't you?" "Obviously. It'll glow depending on who's winning the inner argument."
They raised a hand. A rainbow shot into the sky.
The kingdom cheered.
Somewhere in the distance, a warlock fainted from sheer pressure.