Inevitable

37 - C O R O N A T I O N

The couple went their separate ways in order to get ready, mainly because they both knew if Easton stayed, he wouldn't have allowed Noelle to get ready in time, distracting her the whole time. Although he huffed and groaned when forced to leave, he gave in towards the end, finally. 

One one side of the castle, the great hall was being prepared by maids and butlers, all running like headless chickens, trying to get everything done in time for the coronation. The stage, the lights, the food, the tables, the decoration, everything had to be spot on for the queen. 

On another side was Easton, Sheila and Alexander, as well as Trevor and Theo. Sheila had yelled at them time and time again for 'wasting time', when in reality, the had 4 more hours to get ready. The men were playing a chess tournament whilst Sheila was having a panic attack, not literally though. She was just worried for the coronation. 

And then we have Noelle, Lilah and Nathaniel. Unlike the other residents in the castle, they were as calm as ever, not rushing or panicking. Of course, there was a huge worry, since this would be the first time Noelle's re arrival would be announced nationwide, and literally anything could happen, good or bad. 

"How are you feeling, pup? Do you think this is happening a little too past?", Nate asked while holding his daughters hand. She smiled at his concern, but shook her head. 

"The pace everything is going at is perfect, I couldn't of wished for it to happen any other way", she answered gratefully, not able to describe her happiness. The couple smiled back at her. "Why do you ask?", she pondered. Lilah sighed before answering. 

"Easton's coronation was a mess", that one sentence caused Noelle to frown. 

"Why?"

"He didn't want it. He thought he didn't deserve to be king, since he wasn't able to find you. Easton was so sure you were dead, no matter what anyone told him, he didn't want to serve as king if you weren't by his side."

Flashback: 

(Author here, I know some people complained about the flashbacks, but that's not going to stop me from writing them xox)

"No! I'm not going on that stage", Easton growled when his father brought the coronation up yet again. 

"Easton, you must! When an heir turns 18, he or she becomes king or queen, it's the rule", Alexander explained, frustrated. 

"F*ck the rules! I'm not ruling without her beside me, end of story", he argued, emphasising his distaste towards his fathers words. 

"Do not speak to your father like that", Sheila spoke calmly, though her facial expression didn't correspond to her tone. She was angry. Easton silenced as soon as his mother spoke. He still sat with a scowl on his face, burning holes into the ground. 

"This is what you were born to do. What would Noelle want you to do?", Sheila asked. 

"She'd want me to rule", he answered quietly, his voice less angry, and more hurt. 

"Exactly, and do you want to go against her wishes?"

"Never."

He was saddened by the reality of his mothers words. She uttered the truth. Noelle would want him to take responsibility and care for their kingdom, with or without her. The people needed a king, Easton to be exact. He could just about hear her sweet, angelic voice in his ears:

"Go on Easty, be the king the people need."  

He smiled slightly, though not a full one, since it was only his imagination, it was still a smile, something we haven't seen Easton do in ages. His parents stood and waited for his response in anticipation. They needed him to say yes to the coronation.