The high vaulted chamber of the central municipal cradle glowed with cold, automated radiance as ancient bronze gears rotated in discord.
Suspended twelve feet above the floor, the master seat of the mountain throne radiated jagged arcs of cerulean containment mana.
Two Concord legal magistrates stood upon the upper gallery, holding a fluttering parchment bearing the forged imperial seal of the Sixth Province.
"By executive authority of the provincial custody covenant, the sovereign heir is remanded to the throne!" the magistrate proclaimed.
A sudden burst of magnetic force pulled Ash from the floor, hauling the boy toward the glowing bronze cradle.
Before the child's feet could touch the mechanical seat, Juna intercepted the trajectory with a radiant sweep of her solar spear.
She caught Ash by the waist with her left arm, planting both feet onto the floor as the cradle's tractor beam strained against her armor.
