"This sword has rested long enough in the shadows of our history. Today, I give it to you, my son, not as a weapon, but as a reminder: wield power not to cut, but to protect. Let it guide you when judgment blurs, and may it burn brightest in your darkest hour."
Queen Chioma gave her speech so righteously that anyone who didn't really know her would admire her through and through.
A profound silence followed.
Even the rowdiest corners of the livestream were frozen.
@HeartsOfLionara: This... this is cinema. This is destiny.
@SwordsAndScrolls: That sword's value? PRICELESS. It's like Excalibur.
@RoyalTeaSpill: I'm shook. Is this a soap opera or a coronation?
Somto stood slowly.
He descended a step from his throne, not breaking eye contact from his mother. Taking the sword in both hands, he bowed his head.
"I receive this gift, not just as your son, but as your king. I will honor the trust it carries. And you, Mother, will forever be the flame behind the flame."
