“So today, we are gathered to inaugurate our new generation of protectors as they embark on a journey to defend and connect us through their leadership, strength, and ambition,” the M.C. announced from the stage’s podium.

On this rare occasion, the once grand throne room was transformed into a magnificent ceremony hall. The hall itself was covered head to toe with patterned marble and aligned with intricate pillars. While across the floor, several esteemed guests sat at round tables, each fitted with red and gold linen, pristine tableware, and a floral centrepiece. Amongst it all, watching from above, the Melon Princess sat, hiding behind the gallery's heavy curtains.

 “Now, may I present to you…” The M.C. gestured to four melons seated to the side of the stage.

“The Air Elemelon Sky Stormview descendant of Zephyr Stormview, the Water Elemelon Pip Melonvine descendant of Aqua Melonvine, the Rock Elemelon Terrain Whinstone descendant of Sandy Whinstone and the Fire Elemelon Furnace Whinstone descendant of Phoenix Ardour”.

One by one, the Elemelons walked onto the stage and stood before the crowd. The audience erupted in cheers as they took in the bountiful applause.

The M.C. adjusted her mic, silencing the crowd. “Thank you. Now, will these four present us with the oath?”

At the far end of the hall, the film crew scuttled about. Some monitored the broadcast, while others rushed off to capture the big moment.

The Elemelons raised their hands to their chest and began to read off the teleprompter screen. “We, the Elemelons, solemnly swear to fight for the greater good and to use our powers to defend, comfort, and lead the community. We will obey the throne and adhere to the laws of the land.  We will be disciplined, speak out against wrongdoing, and take responsibility for our actions. We will serve with diligence and strive to build a brighter future for both the kingdom and its successors. With these words, we speak in integrity and devote ourselves as the Elemelons.”

The M.C. smiled and leaned into her microphone. “And with these tokens, we accept you as our new defenders”.

As she concluded, four well-dressed melons, coated in badges, walked up onto the stage. After a firm handshake and brief exchange, the generals proudly presented the Elemelons with a shiny golden badge bearing the royal insignia, along with a beautifully wrapped parcel.

With a farewell salute, the generals headed off stage.

The M.C. turned her attention back to the audience. “Thank you for your service, and may you guide us to new heights.”

A final round of applause filled the hall as the Elemelons stood in attention once more. This was the making of a brand-new legacy.