It was past the midday, the high nobles were sitting on there places, the people get crowded on the galleys, standards and color papers decorated the coliseum. A merchant sat on the best place that he can afford, he want to see his son entering at the arena but at that moment he only can see the beautiful figure of a highly noble woman sitting next to the mother queen.
All the public hold their breath while the princess Sora advanced for the golden stair until the high position. Her mother was sitting on the queen throne and the place of her father was converted with a black fabric, she walked two steps beyond until her place, the jewelry sit on the balcony from where she could see the fights, from where she could crown at her future husband and next king of the Living Land.
A single tear fall, just that would be razonable for the pain of her father´s death, no more. She composed herself and rang the bell. And the trumpets started, and the people cheer at the knights whose one by one entered at the arena.
First the Prince Takeru Takahashi, heir of the land of the Windy Valley and related by blood with the royal family.
Second, the Sea King, ruler of the Honest Islands and pacificator of all the Coast Region. Next to him, three knighs with the Island Emblemt: Iori Hida, the Forgotten Prince, son of the Cold King, heir of nothing but the forgiven of the Sea King; Ken Ichijouji, a seventh generation knight of the Honest Island and his adoptive brother, the Knight Daisuke Motomiya.
It follows the representation of The Light. The Light Knight, Taichi Yagami, the bravest sword of the living land, never defeated by tournament combat; and be aside him, his young apprentice and far relative, the Flame Knight, Takuya Kambara.
At least the Wolf Knight, Yamato Ishida, first generation knight and winner of the Honest Island war.
Sora regarded at the contenders. It wouldn't be that bad. Her cousin Takeru who doesn't want to win, whose mother would care of every step. The presence of the Sea King was more a diplomatic visit than a marriage propose, and she could use an old friend on this sad times; The Light Knight and his young apprentice don't need a throne to rule over the kingdom, but the bold smile of Taichi was so full of promises that she almost blush. And If the Wolf Knight was the half of good person that Joe said, then he will be a good king, also Joe has never talked her about that deep blue eyes and blonde hair. The hope of future happinest started to grown on the princess chest, of course, her mother stand up and started a speech.
"The tragedy of the death of the King must not be a weak time for our kingdom, for the pain we would rise stronger and wiser. We all remember how my death husband raised against the tyrants and won the trone on the last big war, our house, the house of Love had the throne since then. Now, God had chosen this noble born children that must become into real warriors and fight for the right to rule, for the right to married the beautiful princess who will turn into a queen and would give birth at a new King. Do your best young knights and honor the noble houses that brought you here"
Sora looked at her mother, and then at the knights, the tired face of Takeru, the confused face of Joe, the shame on the face of the no noble houses knights and the still bold expression of the Light Knight.
She took her place, it was time to start.