On the day of the crowning ceremony, unfortunately, the sky is cloudy in the morning.
The clergyman, with his face out the window, snapped to spare "unfortunately".
The cathedral where the crowning ceremony takes place is at the end of a wide pavement bent to the left through the First Tower Gate.
About ten long stairs up the side, a heavy front entrance. From there, if you enter the high ceiling cathedral, there is a stage-highed main altar just behind you that hits the front.
The arched semi-circular ceiling features brightly colored paintings on one side, and the many columns lining the walls are finely crafted and breathtaking.
It is bright inside, even cloudy, due to the number of large windows on the ceiling rounded through the centre and on the top of the wall opposite the main altar.
There were many exquisitely carved stone statues placed in front of the pillars, beautiful murals nailing the beholder, and in the middle of the pillars were carved the symbols of the Astorian State and the texts of the temple.
Dozens of benches lined both sides of the hall, already seated tightly dressed royalty and nobility.
I can't get into that bench alone very well and people are pushing me to both sides and near the entrance. Exactly in potato wash condition.
Everyone was desperately stretching their necks and trying to see Liz and the others on the main altar at a glance.
On the main altar Liz stands with her back to the audience, facing the present Virgin. Behind it lay a few lavish chairs with a canopy, the king at the forefront, Keefa and the immediate royalty behind it, watching the ceremony.
As people stared, Liz's vows and baptism with perfumed oil were already over.
The Cleric Chief gives Liz the Virgin's Staff. Liz graciously received a cane as long as her back length, which was embedded with a large white stone.
"You don't seem nervous. Good."
The chief cleric smiled and whispered sneakily, but that's not true. Liz was nervous. tremendously. Just don't answer your expression.
"Again, those who are chosen by the Virgin are different. Look, calm down."
"That's true. It hasn't moved at all on such a big stage. Excellent. The future of the Astoria country is bright too!
The aristocrats in line speak as they were impressed. Among other things...
(Is that it? Do you have the wand in your right hand? Is that your left hand?
I was told beforehand, but I forgot. It would also be because of the tension. It was decided which way to hold it. Which way? and think hard with no expression.
"The next Virgin has stopped moving. What's the matter with you? Are you out of your mind?
"That's stupid, there's no way. Look at that calm look. That's part of the crowning ceremony, too. They're trying to cheer us up."
(All right, right hand!
I felt I was, so I held a cane in my right hand and looked up at the present Virgin in front of me.
"The other way around."
Was it your left hand? I thought I'd lost my heart, but I subtly re-held my wand.
I guess I figured out what Liz was doing, Keefa in the chair looking down. Scorched brown hair and shoulders are shaking. Turns out he's laughing.
Liz became increasingly faceless. Next to the main altar, I guessed that Lloyd alongside the clergy would be laughing as well. Perhaps unlike Keefa, don't hesitate.
The king rose from his chair and approached Liz. A minister raises silk cloth textiles with both hands. I took the bracelet of gifts put on there, and, "Congratulations," I smiled.
(arms out here)
It's okay, I remember it right. Have the bracelet of blessings put on your right hand.
(That?)
That's where I noticed. Liz's long-sleeved robe runs from shoulder to wrist for a plenty of loose design. In other words, the wrist area is swollen.
As it is, kings will have difficulty wearing bracelets. Careful Liz wrapped her own sleeve around holding a cane. And I offered him the revealed white right arm.
The king rounded his eyes. A hand with a bracelet is stopped in the air as if it had solidified.
(What?)
I could tell by the signs around. That it was supposed to be the cleric's role to keep his sleeves behind him.
I see. Surely there's a Virgin in the official setting - or a lady, even if she isn't - and she won't wrap herself around.
Behind the king, the present Virgin turned into a sinister face.
"Because you didn't say that," he said, blurring unexpectedly in his mind, and he read it. "You don't have to bother to say that," he found the current Virgin's eyes talking.
The tremor on Keefa's shoulder became louder when he was nagging. I'm also going to hear Lloyd laughing from behind.
……
Reflected, but I can't pull the hand I put out once in front of a large crowd, and also in front of the king.
In front of the present Virgin, who remains a sinister face, and perhaps a priestly chief who is laughing, he put on the white right hand of the protruding Liz, with a gentle smile as if the king, who is just the right man, was nothing, a complicated, finely crafted and luxurious bracelet.
The clergyman hurried closer as he was in a hurry, hurrying to fix his sleeve, as Liz did before making any more unexpected moves.
And -.
In silence, the watchers stretch their necks ahead of us. Finally, it is time to be given the crown.
The present Virgin receives the crown of the Virgin dedicated by the Chief Cleric.
Liz stretched her spine about the floor with both knees and knocked her torso down before she felt it. Stole and white lateral hair shaking from the shoulder.
"I give the next Virgin Liz Stefan the crown of the Virgin"
The crown was slowly placed on Liz's head, along with the well-attended voice of the present Virgin.
The veil of Chiffon stretching from the crown was fixed by the present Virgin with a gentle hand.
Liz took a breath and slowly raised her face. I have a definite weight on my head.
My eyes met, and the present Virgin smiled gently. There is a heartfelt blessing in my black eyes.
Liz stood up and thanked the present Virgin and King deeply, being careful not to let the crown fall.
And I turned around, and I saw the attendees. As I tried to thank him again, the sun glanced just between the clouds that were oozing over the sky.
From several large windows, set on a wall near the ceiling of the front entrance, the sunlight falls simultaneously as Liz looks on the main altar.
"" Ooh......!!
There was cheer from among the people.
A pure white costume with several stitches of white little gemstones sparkled as it reflected into the sun coming down through the window. Liz's lucid white skin emits even more fine light in response to it. The impressive red eyes smiling slowly in it would be terribly mysterious.
Chief Cleric secretly gasping was reflected at the edge of Liz's vision.
Originally this cathedral was constructed in such a way that the sun's rays fell on the main altar. It was just a cloudy day and the clouds broke just in time to give up.
"The dark hair of the historical Virgin is lovely, but you can see the white hair in the crown too...!
Liz smiled at her voice like she was impressed. Slowly bowing his head, he wrapped the sound of people cheering and applauding.
In the midst of all the cracking cheers and applause, Liz walks down the hall towards the front entrance to exit.
Step-by-step about the chief cleric, I saw Olivia and Rebecca among the people in line. He was a noble lady himself, and even more so the final candidates for selection, probably arranged by the present Virgin, at the front of the line of people.
"Congratulations, Liz!
"You look great."
The two applaud with a full smile. Mimisen put her face out of Rebecca's dress chest.
"Thanks"
Liz also smiled back.
The Holy Dragon is in the adjacent holding room, waiting with black leopards and penguins. The ladies were happy to prepare sweet treats and meat in the morning, so they will be enjoying themselves immensely.
And walking away,
"Liz!"
In the cheer, a familiar voice faintly reached my ear. Liz raised her face with momentum. But I can't see the person I'm looking for in a hedge. As I stretched my neck and searched desperately, I accidentally jumped out like Anna had been pushed out of the back by someone.
"Thank you......!," I saw Lloyd's face slightly ahead of Anna as she looked back and thanked her. Lloyd looks at Liz and smiles, pulling right in.
Anna, dressed up, saw this one.
"Congratulations, Liz!
Seems plumper than when I left the temple. My cheeks look healthy and stained pink. The face, laughing happily, looked very healthy.
When I tried to talk to you, out of the hedgerows,
"Liz, I'm here for you! Be thankful!
"Natalie!?
This voice and way of talking is Tundele's Natalie.
He seemed to be trying hard to get out of the crowd and forward, and Natalie's dark hair and forehead went up as she lowered, and down she came out in front of the line on her own, repeatedly rising. People brought it on, the dress was full of wrinkles and her face was bright red, but she looked very proud.
When Natalie returned from the temple to her home, she remembered saying, "I will always come to Liz's crowning ceremony."
"You really came. Thanks."
When Liz laughs,
"Beh, I'm not thanking you enough! And...! I've been looking forward to it, and that's not what I'm looking forward to!
Tundele is alive and well. Anna erupted next door.
Liz laughed. My heart fills up.
Loosely nodded by the clergyman, Liz proceeded to walk again.
Then I stood near the front entrance, and I saw Claire. Mixed with the decorated nobles, he stares at Liz with an innumerable face, even as he combines his hands in front of his body in a situated manner.
"Claire!"
The reason Claire, a civilian, was able to attend the ceremony quickly became clear. Right behind Claire, because Keefa's young proximity was tense.
"I knew I couldn't let you in because you were a civilian, but still, I heard Liz had decided to be the next Virgin, and I couldn't stay or not. I came as close as I could to celebrate. Then this proximity brought me..."
Liz smiled and nodded.
Keefa. I'm guessing Keefa asked me to side up in advance. Eric just wouldn't be able to leave by Keefa, so he sent this young proximity.
"You made Liz the next Virgin. Wow. Really, really awesome......!
I shake my nostalgic face and laugh with heartfelt joy.
Liz hurried and grabbed a string from the inside of the clogged robe to her neck, showing her the ring that lay ahead. It's Eugene's ring, brought to me by Claire, passed down to the Howard family from generation to generation.
When I pinched it and smiled, Claire smiled back, turning her face bright red happily, too.
The moment Liz left the cathedral about the chief priest, the bell on the tower rang high. A blessing bell.
"We're going to the royal palace. Go out to the balcony facing the square with the present Virgin and the Kings. Because the people are packing tightly in front of the fence in an attempt to see the next Virgin."
I nodded at the word of the cleric who was behind me.
I had heard cheers before I went out to the balcony of the royal palace. But going forward and forth, a muffled, twisted thing engulfed Liz.
As far as I can see, my eyes are filled with people. I thought he was an amazing person in the cathedral earlier, but that's not the ratio.
The cheer grew even louder as the present Virgin and King, and Keefa, followed on to the balcony. It's like an anger.
"Queue"
A flying saint dragon rode Liz's shoulder and hid behind Liz's head, as surprised by the momentum of the people.
"Before"
The present Virgin tells me that Liz moved on to the front of the railing.
"Wave at him"
That's what they said, and Liz, who softly raised her right hand, was wrapped in the cheers of the gathered people.
"Hey, isn't the next Virgin Magical!? What's this all about?
"That's stupid. It's magical. It's just... what is it? For some reason, it's just not dark hair, black eyes."
"But I heard no one knew about it. Still winning the Virgin's Choice and becoming the next Virgin."
"Really? Wow. And you must be from a civilian."
It looks like a country village far from the king's capital.
"I kind of feel close to you. No, I'm not close. But..."
Liz on the balcony - the next Virgin waves her hand - as the happy talking continues.
White hair struck the wind in front of people who waved back their hands enthusiastically with anticipation and excitement.
The crown shines in the light. A red eye staring straight ahead smiled slowly.