I have the next part of Glazed up, sorry it's not longer, but I think the next one is really long. Hopefully, they will balance each other out.:)
The room was filled with silent people and the priest and soon-to-be queen stood at the end of it. Jaclynn faced the priest, her heart hammering inside her chest. The priest held the crown in his hands and Jaclynn bent from her waist down for him to place it on her head. Little donuts dangled from the twists and spires of the tiara. Next, the priest offered her the donut and the scepter and Jaclynn's face turned pale. She reached out for the objects when the priest cleared his throat.
“Your Donutness, the gloves.”
Jaclynn glanced at the gloves and she clenched her teeth.
Of course! She slipped them off and shakily took the donut and scepter.
The priest began a chant in the native Donut language and Jaclynn faced the benches of people, including Emma. Jaclynn's eyes darted to the donut and scepter and a creeping glaze inched around the items slowly. Jaclynn set her eyes to the back of the room and prayed that the chant would be over soon. And for what felt like years, but was only a few seconds, the chant ended and the priest finished.
“Queen Jaclynn of Diddle Pop Land.”
Jaclynn twisted back to the priest and tossed the semi-glazed items onto the cushion and shoved her gloves back onto her hands.
“Queen Jaclynn of Diddle Pop Land,” the room chorused and they filtered out to the ball room.
I hope you liked this part.:)