Meili knew without a shadow of a doubt that Yicai was up to the enormous task of ruling the Kingdom. The Empire was in very good hands with their Emperor and his Second Son.
She knew deep in her bones, that he would always put the good of the People and the Empire ahead of all else. He was almost mercenary in his dedication to his duty.
The Prince knelt to receive the regalia of the role; his seal, his sceptre, and the crown with nine beads.
"Rise, Crown Prince," intoned his Father. "I look forward to your help managing the affairs of State and working for the People."
"Thank you, Emperor Father. Your son hears and will obey."
Meili watched the proceedings from between two eunuchs who stood in front of her, sheltering her from view, a faint smile of pride gracing her lips, blinking back tears.
At that moment, the Prince's gaze unerringly met hers across the vast hall, the screen of beads on his crown failing to mask his intense expression.
