15 Heir to Vesta (2)
I walked forward, the eyes of the gathered wizards and witches following my every step. As I approached the center of the hall, my parents stepped forward. I stood there, Prana still perched on my shoulder, feeling a sense of gravity as my parents began the formal ritual.
Dad: "Regius Vesta, on this day, your sixth birthday, and as you stand before the esteemed members of the wizarding community, we declare you the heir to the Vesta Family. You carry the legacy of our family, and today, you officially step into the role that is your birthright."
Mom: "To signify this momentous occasion, we, your parents, shall bestow upon you the Vesta Family Crest, a symbol of our lineage's strength, wisdom, and magic."
They both then took their wands, and recited a spell.
"benedictiones magicae super te sint et familiae nostrae gloriam afferas"
A magical pedestal materialized before us, carrying the golden hearth fire crest. Me being curious tried to use my status panel to see if I am able to see it's properties.
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Name: Vesta Family Crest
Type: Magical Artifact
Description: A magical artifact, that can transform itself to a Ring. It signifies that the wearer is the heir to Vesta family. After being worn by a person with Vesta bloodline, it cannot be stolen or worn by anyone else. Can be passed to another person of Vesta bloodline with help of Heir Ritual. Can be upgraded to Lord Ring.
Magic Level: Tier 1
Universal Magic: None
Dimensional Magic: None
Note: Currently ownerless. Undergoing process of Heir Ritual to recognize its new Owner.
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With a wave of my dad's wand, the crest gently floated towards me, suspended in midair. My parents then proceeded to place their hands on my shoulders, their eyes filled with pride and love.
Dad: "Regius Vesta, under the watchful eyes of
the Vesta ancestors and, with the blessings of magic, we now entrust you with the responsibilities and honor of being the heir."
Mom: "May the hearth fire guide you, may the wisdom of the ancients illuminate your path, and may your magic shine as brightly as the stars in the night sky."
As they spoke these words, my parents and I were enveloped in a warm, golden glow. The Vesta Family Crest gently descended onto my hand, and with a soft hum, it transformed to form an Heir Ring, becoming a symbol that marked me as the heir to the Most Noble and Ancient House of Vesta.
The guests, aware of the significance of the moment, applauded warmly. Then my parents hugged me tightly. The formalities complete, the hall erupted into a celebratory mood once again. Guests approached to offer their congratulations and well-wishes.
Elder Blackwood: "Regius, my boy! A momentous day indeed. The Vesta legacy is strong, and I have no doubt you will carry it with honor."
Me: "Thank you, Elder Blackwood. Your words mean a lot."
The room buzzed with excitement, and even the portraits lining the walls seemed to exude a sense of approval.
Aunt Selene, a distant relative, approached with a mischievous glint in her eye.
Aunt Selene: "Well, well, look at you, Regius! The heir to the Vesta family. I suppose that means you'll have to start acting all serious now, won't you?"
Me: "I'll do my best, Aunt Selene."
Aunt Selene chuckled and pinched my cheek playfully before moving on to join the lively crowd.
Amidst the congratulatory chaos, Daphne and her sister, Astoria, made their way through the crowd with smiles.
Daphne: "Congratulations, Regi! You're now officially the heir."
Me: "Thank you"
Astoria, holding onto Daphne's hand, looked up at me with wide eyes.
Astoria: "Big Brother Regi, you're so cool!"
Me: "Thank you, Astoria"
Their presence brought a familiar comfort, grounding me amidst the formalities. Daphne's smile held a hint of pride, and Astoria's innocence added a touch of genuine warmth to the moment.
Like that the day came to an end.
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Regi: Why did the chapter seem so small today 🤔
Adam: Well my son, it seems the Author has lost his YOUTHFULNESS and has become lazy. 🥲
Prana: *shaking it's head disapprovingly at the author* 😮💨
<Meanwhile >
Author: *yawn* Zzzzzz *sneeze* 🤧 Huh, did someone say something about me. They must be talking about how hard working and talented I am. Anyway, I am too tired ... Zzzz ... back to sleep 😴 Zzzzz...
