The coronation ceremony took place in Lupus Square.
Francisca, the heir to the throne, kneeled on a single knee on a platform high enough for citizens to look up to, and the Archbishop held the crown over her head.
"Archbishop Vedic dares query the Queen by borrowing the name and authority of the Goddess. Do you solemnly swear, Queen, to rule Lupus, and hence the kingdom of Prona, by law and custom?"
"I solemnly swear."
"Will the Queen exercise her royal power according to the law, with fairness and mercy?"
"I will."
"Finally, does the queen acknowledges that she puts her faith in Goddess Iris and that she would serve the Goddess with all her heart and soul as she would her own mother?"
"I swear."
"Then, I, Archbishop Vedic borrow the name of the Divine Mother and consent. You are the Queen of the Kingdom of Prona from this moment onward."
The regal crown rested on Francisca's head.
Archbishop Vedic knelt down and muttered hymns as he placed the crown.
