The Crowning Of A Nightmare

A week pressed in blessed relaxation and the day of Ezra's official coronation arrived.

The grand hall of Caspian Tower had been decorated, looking resplendent in its dark majesty. Banners bearing the sigil of the Nightmare Court, a black crown on a white background, hung from the high ceiling.

Light filled the space and occupying the chairs are the guests invited to the coronation. Representatives from other courts, Overseers, rich and powerful vampires, anyone that was someone in the Monarchy was in attendance.

Everyone knew what the coronation meant. They'd all heard the rumors that all the relics were now accounted for and that the new prince was coming but this was the confirmation that the rumors were true.

It was not just an official addition to the ranks of the Nightmare Court but was also a declaration of power, a way to show the world that the Monarchy was still going strong.