Phil bowed deeply, the priest mumbling something in Latin as he placed a large crown atop Phil's head. I stood beside him, and his mother on the other side. I was very uncomfortable in my new, itchy blouse, but Phil had given it to me so I looked "presentable" at his coronation. He bowed to the audience as the priest spoke.

"King Phillip of Phantasia."

"King Phillip of Phantasia!" The crowd responded back, cheering. Phil turned to me and enveloped me in a hug.

"Your majesty." I whispered.

"Your majesty." He whispered back.

"Are you going to do it?"

"We're going to." Phil pulled away and turned to his kingdom. "I'd like to officially announce my engagement," he began, nervously touching his new crown. The volume in the room went from booming to silent, everyone's eyes trained on me, "to Sir Daniel Howell." He grasped my hand. Everyone was quiet for a second.

"Huzzah!" Came three voices from the crowd. Chris, along with Catherine and PJ who decided to stay for the coronation, were on their feet, clapping. "Huzzah!" Some of the audience joined in now, clapping uncertainly.

"Phillip, this is most uncouth..." The queen mumbled as the spattered applause died down. Phil brought me close to him as I avoided her eyes.

"I love him, mother. He is my true love."

"But Catherine-"

"Actually," Catherine interjected, walking toward us. "I lied. Daniel is the one who awoke him, not I. I apologise, your majesty." She gasped her skirts and curtsied, casting me a glance. I winked at her, and she looked back, her eyes crinkled with a smile. The queen looked between us, the priest, and Catherine. She smiled slightly.

"As... as long as you're happy."

"I am." Phil looked into my eyes, his smile the brightest I've ever seen.

"Then... may I announce the kings Daniel and Phillip of Phantasia."

"I like the sound of that." Phil whispered.

"Me too."

And snow fell gently outside the newly replaced stained glass of the church, which now showed four heroes gathered around a brown-haired knight, thrusting his sword it the air with a smile as bright as the slowly setting sun.

People say I'm a hero. A savior. A god.

But, I tell them with a smile, Phil's hand clutched in mine, my thoughts on my friends kingdoms away.

I'm just a boy.