Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 201

Chapter 201 A king to rise

Music poured through the the hall once all the guests had finally squeezed inside. Not one inch of room was visible from where she stood. She wondered how many had decided to come today. Easily enough to fill a small village—but did they come in support? William stood tall with a mask of indifference on his face as he listened to the sounds grow louder. Classical music replaced the somber sounds from the funeral. It was almost strange to see the people that were previously crying-now shook with excitement. Almost as if the burial never happened. Doris reached up to rub his shoulders. “You see how excited they are? They know a true king is about to rise.” “It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve risen from the ashes.” William muttered as he fixed the cuff on his sleeve as if he was just trying to distract himself from what was to come. His seamstress came in with a large cape that dragged on the ground and looked fit for a grand entrance. She attached it to the shoulders on his suit and laid out the bottom elegantly behind him. Doris took a small step back to admire him.

The only thing he was missing was a crown. Out on the platform, they brought the golden crown out on a velvet pillow before they set both on a pillar that would come up to his waist. The archbishop of the kingdom arrived through the side doors and made his way up silently to the platform where William was about to be crowned. Worn with age, the archbishop moved slowly and let his white robes dragon the ground behind him. Doris had not once seen him in person, she heard he only went anywhere if it was important enough. Otherwise, he never made the trip. He created a silence as the people watched him settle himself. They knew they were witnessing history and she didn’t have to imagine the thrill that must be going through them. It was going through her, too. It spiked every inch of her body with adrenaline and anxiety. The music died down to a sound in the background and suddenly Doris felt hot all over. She felt nervous for William, but he seemed perfectly fine in the moment. He looked composed, ready for what was about to come. Almost as if the past few days had never happen

said. It surprised her to hear him sound so loud when she originally thought he was pale and frail. She knew better than most that looks

right and now it is time to give a new king that honor—” William turned to her and the rest of the words faded into the background. His blue eyes looked like a calm storm, even his movements were less stiff and more relaxed. “I want you to be close by. My guards will escort you to the front by the platform. I would bring you on stage with me if I could.” “Are you going to be okay?” Doris whispered. He said nothing, only nodded once. She

 

She didn’t know how William stood it. It must have been a hundred times worse for him and yet he took it all in with glory Doris lifted her skirts and followed the path behind his guards to the front row. The archbishop’s voice boomed around her and entranced everyone to where he stood. But she couldn’t stop thinking about William. Eventually, the stares on her faded away. “… William Arnold, it is time.” He called. The room erupted in applause when the curtains pulled apart and revealed William. She didn’t know how to explain it, but

people?”

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