Everyone kept their eyes forward as the sound of the city went quiet.
Not a heartbeat could be heart.
Just his footsteps as he started walking down the red carpet.
A few heads turned to look at him as he walked past.
Those watching for the city got a look at him first, all smiling with joy and fresh excitement as the golden robe walked down the red carpet laid out for him.
Each step was slow, so the city could remember this moment.
The robe dragged along the ground, but its wielder held their head high.
Fishy stared down at the end of the road, where he saw Clara, standing just as proudly as he was.
She held in her hand two powerful objects,
First, a sceptre made centred with the most powerful magic stone the city ever cut. The 530-carat crystal was tightly held by little crystal wings that wrapped around it before creating a little crown atop the sceptre.
