Chapter 47 Royalty

Royalty

Avalyn

The slaves had brought out two full hanging shelves. One held clothes for me and the other for Nik.

All of them were red.

"Why red?" I asked.

"Red is a sacred color for vampires," Nik said as he went through his clothes.

I hummed as I went through the beautiful dresses.

I chose the most simple and dress with maximum coverage from all of them. It had a tight corset bodice and the bottom part was made of silk that reached the floor. The thing about the top was that it was see-through but the intricate designs on it would cover my nipples well enough. At least my lower body would be covered entirely.

I had noticed while coming that vampires like nudity. And they don't shy away from flaunting their bodies. It's a part of their culture. The less the amount of cloth covering your body, the better.

"Don't look at my dress." I hid it behind myself. "I want to surprise you." I smiled.

"Fine. There must be a dressing room in here. You can go there." Nik smiled.

Nodding I looked around the room, trying to guess which door it is.

It's getting ridiculous now.

"Help me locate the dressing room," I told a slave.

She bowed and led me to the dressing room. all the clothes were in this room and one entire wall was covered with a mirror.

"We can help you get ready if you wish, Queen Avalyn." One spoke softly.

"Of course. You can tell me what you need me to do." I didn't want them too scared of any punishment or something. I would never punish anyone.

"Can you please sit on this bench?" She asked.

Nodding, I went and sat on the cushioned bench which was in front of a ceiling-to-floor mirror.

All four of them worked efficiently. One was giving me a manicure, the other a pedicure, one was applying makeup on my face and the last one was doing my hair.

"Don't apply too much makeup, please. I want to go for a simple and elegant look." I instructed them.

"As you please." She whispered. I closed my eyes and let them do everything. They were much more experienced than me anyways.

After about half an hour, they were done. I opened my eyes and smiled at myself in the mirror. The makeup was very natural and my brown eyes were popping because of the perfectly applied eyeliner and mascara. The only dark thing was the red lipstick but it also looked nice and went well with the look. My hair was done in a low bun and soft locks framed my face. My nails were painted red and a golden nail-art was done on it.

It looked perfect.

"Now the dress." I smiled.

One slave carried the dress and the other three helped me wear it.

My lips parted. I looked beautiful.

"Heels?" I asked.

"Here, Queen Avalyn." A slave called. I turned around and saw her slide out an entire shelf of heels from the wall.

The wall had floor-to-ceiling, in-built shelves that held different items of clothing, accessories, and shoes.

I walked forward in amazement and looked through them. I wanted something in red and gold.

I finally found the perfect heels. They were golden-colored high heels and the heel looked like it was a stem and on top of it rested a rose which joined with the shoe around my ankle. It looked nice.

"Would you like to wear ornaments, Queen Avalyn?" One slave asked softly.

"What do you have?" I asked.

She walked towards the wall and pulled out an entire shelf full of ornaments. I saw things I didn't even know the name of.

But I felt guilty picking up something very expensive.

I chose a simple gold chain with a small teardrop-shaped ruby hanging at the end. I wore matching earrings and I was done.

"You will have to wear a belt too, Queen Avalyn." One slave said and motioned towards the section of belts that had chains in between and some designs I didn't recognize.

I took the simplest one. It was a single gold chain and handed to a slave. She encircled it around my waist and tied it at the side of my waist.

I looked at the mirror for a final look.

"Do I look good?" I asked the one that put the belt on me.

"You look beautiful, Queen Avalyn." A small smile spread across her face.

"Thank you." I patted her shoulder. "Thank you to you three too." I smiled warmly at the other three slaves who looked very shocked by my kindness.

I walked out of the dressing room and saw Nik standing in the middle of the room, doing something on his cellphone.

He looked up as soon as he heard me. His eyes glittered and his pupils dilated when he looked at me walk towards him.

"You look delicious, Moya Lyubov." He looked me up at down.

"Thanks. You too." I smiled slyly and checked him out too. He had worn black pants and a black tunic which had red embroidery on it. His hair was gelled back and he looked every inch of the King he was. A very, very hot King.

He bent down to kiss me but I ducked.

"Lipstick and makeup," I warned.

"What the hell is this?" His eyes narrowed as he grabbed a fold of my dress. My eyes widened when I realized there was a slit in the dress. It went from my hips down to my legs. One wrong move and my hips will be exposed.

"Oops?" I bit my lip.

"You better not flash anyone or I swear I will not hesitate to spank you in front of that same person." He promised in my ear before he pulled me out of the door.

I blushed. The promise sounded very enticing.

Vladimir and Sofiya were already seated on the couches. They soon as they saw us. Vladimir had worn something very similar to Nik but only less dressy. Sofiya had worn a red and white dress and it fitted her like a glove.

"You look gorgeous." We both said together and laughed at that.

"We should leave now. Or else we will be late." Vladimir, ever the punctual man said.

Nik extended his arm to me and I grasped it. We walked out of the doors and the guards stood in attention at our sight and then bowed.

"Rise," Nik said and they stood up.

Nik started walking where the coronation ceremony was going to happen and the guards formed a square around us again.

After a couple of minutes of walk, we reached a set of double doors that the guards opened for us.

Besides us were two swimming pools, one on each side and I saw two naked, beautiful women swimming in each of them. They had a collar around their neck which made me realize that they were slaves.

A few feet after the swimming pools, people standing in front of their chairs. They bowed down as we passed by them.

Then came another two sets of swimming pools and they had slaves swimming in them too.

Another few feet from the swimming pool were small throne-like chairs placed. There were six in total, three on each side and a considerable distance between each of them. Lord Leikos, Lord Darius, Lady Ezra, and Rhazien were bowed down to us in front of those seats. The two nearest to the throne remained empty. Clearly for Vladimir and Sof.

Then there was three flight of stairs and on top of that lay two thrones. One bigger than the other, clearly for the King.

Nik and I stood in front of our thrones and looked at everyone bowing to us.

"Rise," Nik said, his voice booming around the hall.

Everyone stood straight and looked at us anxiously. Every vampire in the room had their undivided attention on us. But for some reason, I didn't feel shy under their gaze. I only grew confident.

An old man with white hair and beard walked down the carpet, four fully naked slaves, two men and two women walking behind him with different things in their hands. Their collars were attached to chains which were finally attached to a thick, gold chain. The other end of it was tipped with leather and it was in the old man's hands.

I instantly didn't like him but I knew he held some kind of authority over here.

"Do you vow to take responsibility for the welfare of Mozog?" He asked us. So he was the one who would perform the coronation ceremony.

"I do." Nik and I's voices came out together, strong and filled with promise.

"Lord Rhazien." The man said.

Rhazien stood up from his throne and walked up to us. One male slave and a female slave stepped forward, and in their hands were robes. It was all white and had fur around the shoulder area and the rest was covered with intricate gold patterns.

Rhazien took the bigger robe from the male slave and walked up to us, bowed, and then put it around Nik. And attached both the fur parts together with a small golden chain so it wouldn't fall off.

The female slave then stepped forward with the smaller robe and Rhazien put it on me. It was incredibly soft and light. With it, I felt a sense of responsibility fall on my shoulders.

"Do you vow to rule the people of Mozog fairly and justly?" He asked again.

"I do." We both vowed again.

"Lady Ezra." The man beckoned.

Lady Ezra stepped forward and took a small box from a male slave. She opened it and took out a ring and then came to us, bowed, and slid the ring in the middle finger of his right hand.

She took another ring and slid in the middle finger of her right hand too. It was a gold ring and a blood-red colored stone on top of it. And I had a suspicion it wasn't ruby.

"Do you vow to protect Mozog with your life?" The man asked once Lady Ezra was back to her place.

"I do." We both said again.

Lord Darius stepped forward and took a sword that was in its sheath from the slave. It was white with gold carvings.

He bowed and then attached the sheath to Nik's clothes.

He then took a dagger from a female slave which was in a sheath similar to Nik's and bowed before he attached the sheath to the belt at my waist.

After he was done, he went and stood in front of his seat again.

"Do you vow to use your power as a ruler wisely, to interest the welfare of Mozog?" The man asked.

"I do." Nik and I said, our voice one.

"Lord Leiko's." The man nodded.

Lord Leikos took a scepter from the slave and walked to us, bowed before he handed Nik the Sceptre. It was again made of gold and on its crown-shaped handle, it was decorated with different sizes of diamonds, and in the between the borders of the crown, rested a blood-red stone.

Nik held it from the top part and rested its end on the ground.

After that, he took another scepter from a female slave and handed it to me. It was a much delicate and a more female version of Nik's.

Lord Leikos then went back to his position.

"Do you willfully agree to be the King and Queen of Mozog?" He asked.

"I do." We said again.

Then he took a gleaming crown and placed it on top of Nik's head who bowed down a little.

He took another feminine version of the crown and placed it on top of my head as I bowed too, following Nik's lead.

"I, Louis IV, Sacerdos of the great kingdom of Mozog, announce the new rulers of Mozog." He said, his gravelly voice echoing from the walls. "King Nikolai Volkov and Queen Avalyn Volkov."

Everyone broke into claps and cheers, making blush rise on my face.

I could feel their acceptance and love for us. It was one of the best feelings in the world.

Nik took my hand in his and helped me sit down. Which I did, with my back straight and head held high.

Nik took his place on the throne beside mine, looking at every inch of the King he is.

He raised his hand, silencing everyone.

"Please take your seats." He said and Sacerdos Louis bowed before he took his leave along with his slaves.

"My first order as the King is permanently lifting the ban from Prince Vladimir and Princess Sofiya," Nik said.

"Anyone who was expelled out of Mozog for mating with someone who was not a Vampire is now allowed to come back. Discrimination between supernatural species on any grounds will be considered as a punishable offense." Nik spoke, causing a small smile to slide on Sofiya's face.

"I also announce Prince Vladimir first in line for the throne of Kingdom Mozog," Nik said.

The crowd broke into another round of applause and cheers. Everyone loved Vladimir.

Lord Rhazien stood up from his throne and motioned for something. Two slaves walked up to the middle of the hall, holding one tray each. And on the tray holding a crown, fit for a prince and a princess.

"Crowned Prince Vladimir and Princess Sofiya," Nik said, a soft undertone in his voice.

They both stood up from their seats and walked up the steps to stand in front of us, Vladimir in front of me and Sof in front of me.

They both kneeled in front of us on one leg.

We stood up together and took the crowns from the slaves who were standing at our sides.

I took the crown and gently placed it on top of Sofiya's head.

'Congratulations.' I mind- linked her.

'Thank you.' She replied, her voice thick with emotions.

She stood up and I saw Vladimir stand up too, his crown on his head. They turned around to look at every one.

"I, Nikolai Volkov, Alpha of the Rogue Pack, King of Mozog, announce the crowned Prince—Prince Vladimir," Nik said, his voice proud.

He motioned me to go ahead.

"I, Avalyn Volkov, Luna of the Rogue Pack, Queen of Mozog, announce the mate of Crowned Prince Vladimir—Princess Sofiya," I said, my voice coming out soft but firm.

The crowd broke into another round of applause and cheers, louder than ever. I smiled. I was happy. For I was blessed enough to be here, blessed that I was with Nik right now, by his side, and that I got to give Sofiya and Vladimir this honor. They deserved it.