Standing in front of the mike, the Prime Minister started his speech
"Members of Parlement, guests of honours and friends. On this glorious Christmas event, this night, in the season of hope and new beginnings, his Royal Highness, Prince Rishab, Son of King Mohan, presents his rightful claim" as Prince turned on his right while the PM turned to his left, and faced the Prince "To the crown and throne of the Kingdom of Canamaris." he ended as everyone clapped.
With one side, Queen being proud of the event and Pakhi happy for his brother and Madhu glad to be assisting the event.
Whereas on the other side stood, Sultan clapping his hand with straight face and Deepali standing by his side with a face of innocence.
Rishab went on his knee, with his left hand resting on his tight, and head facing the soil, he put down his another knee down to start the real ceremony.
Taking the sceptre from near the crown, the Prime Minister neared the Prince and stood right there "Rishab, do you pledge your life and fealty to Canamaris and all her subjects?"
Lifting his head, looking at his mother with a confident look before he turned his head to the man in front of him and said "Yes! I do!"
"Do you swear to protect her to uphold her sacred laws in times of wealth or poverty?" the PM continued as Rishab took hold of the sceptre "In peace or war?"
"I do!" he said looking at his mother this time as she nodded in acknowledgement.
Securing the sceptre in his hand, he looked on as the old man continued his speech and work.
Facing the crowd, the Prime Minister once asked "In any of the peerage wish to dispute Prince Rishab's claim to the throne may speak now, or forever stay silent." he ended.
As if waiting on the queue, Deepali moved forward, lifting her right hand in air "I dispute this claim" she said as the crowd started to disperse with this change of the event.
"What can it be" one guest.
"Why is she doing this?"
"How can she?"
"Interesting!" and like this, the room echoed with multiple comments and views and questions.