Grandma Qishala stepped before Shade and Emilia, her back to the cliff and her face toward the archway. Amid the increasingly solemn ancient elven music, she opened the wax-sealed document and read aloud in a voice everyone present could hear:
"Following the ancient covenant etched by the stars into time, fellow elves and invited friends—
The newly born World Tree guardian has received the Tree Father's blessing. Now that the smoke of the War of Fate has cleared and Silver Moon's radiance shines upon all living things, we gather upon the mountaintop once trodden by the God of Fate. Ancestors once guarded the morning light among the forests, defending the peace of their people with loyalty. Now, as the Epic of the Sixth Epoch begins, calamities arise one after another, and ancient prophecies whisper upon the wind.
Today, in accordance with our ancestors' covenant and bearing the wishes of every Elf Clan, we shall witness the sacred moment when the crown's inheritance is passed on.
May Silver Moon bear witness, may destiny be our covenant. Let the new monarch's crown illuminate the darkness, and let the elves' song spread across the land—at this moment, with our utmost reverence, we welcome the Queen destined to command the future, to inherit the glory of her ancestors and join her allies in resisting the final calamity that will one day arrive!"
All of this had been spoken in Elvish. Grandma Qishala looked at Emilia beside her with gratification, then continued in a loud voice:
"Present the staff!"
The Tree Staff was handed to Emilia, who held it in her left hand.
"Present the sword!"
The [Ocarina of Time] was handed to Emilia, and she then hung the sword at her waist.
"Present the ring!"
The Ring of Power handed to Emilia was not