Cynder was told of the crowning ceremony before Spyro. As she was getting ready, she couldn't help but think that people would see her as nothing but the monster she once was. "Am Spyro and I even qualified to be King and Queen? I'm not sure we would do a good Job." Cynder gave her thoughts on the situation. As she made her way to the ceremony, a sudden hit her. "What about an inheritance? Will people expect us to have kids?"
It seemed people from all the land was at the ceremony. As tradition, Spyro and Cynder stood at the back of the aisle before walking to the stage. Cynder kept a calm face about her, but inside she was irritated by a small fact. "Why is Ember the crown bearer?" She began a whisper to Spyro.
"Please control yourself. Maybe she's doing my crown and Flame's doing yours." Spyro whispered back to his mate as they were walking down the aisle towards the pair of crown bearers.
"At one point, some people saw me as nothing but Malefor #2. Now, things are better, but not for Cynder. People still view her as a monster. I can see their eyes." Spyro thought to himself as he put on a smile and waved to the people he would very soon rule over.
As according to tradition, every time there was a new King and/or Queen, there would be another crowning ceremony and the one to preside over it would be The Chronicler. Now, it was Ignitus. After the coronation speech and oath given by Ignitus and the royal couple, the crowning began.
Unfortunately, Spyro's guess on who was going to crown them was wrong. Flame did Spyro's and Ember did Cynder's. As Ember put the crown on Cynder's head, she turned it to have the words painted on there saying "Terror". As the two walked off the stage, she tripped and the crown fell off, revealing the word Cynder despised.
Ember gave a small smirk as if to say "Oh look. The terror fell down." Cynder pounced onto her and the fight was on. The irony of the fight is that this only made Cynder look like what she hated being called. After many scratches, bruises and bites, they both collapsed from exhaustion.
Spyro grabbed her and flew her to their room. Laying her on the bed, Spyro looked at the now sleeping Cynder with a look of disappointment. "Well, this is off to a great start." Spyro exclaimed to himself with depressing sarcasm.