Althea stood atop a balcony overlooking the royal ballroom, observing the bustling crowd of people below her. There were hundreds of faces, a few comforting in their familiarity, and more she had never so much as laid eyes upon. One thing was for certain: the ballroom of Alfitaria’s castle was filled to the brim with many people from their respective lands.
Moving her attention away from the congregation, the young queen admired the lavishly decorated hall. The left side of the room was lined with a long table heaped with a feast of food and drinks for guests to partake of. The other was connected to a large balcony that could be utilized if one wished to catch a breath of fresh air, or a moment of respite from the festivities. The Queen’s Garden could from there be accessed via staircase, for those who fancied a stroll through them by light of the Lilty Tribal Crystal. The rest of the ballroom was adorned with rich red hues, intricately lined with gold trim. The warm glow emitted from a grand chandelier that hung above the dance floor brought even more life to the room, a display enough to leave one breathless.
“Your Majesty,” a voice from behind brought the noble back to the scene before her. “It’s time for your entrance.”
“Thank you,” she replied with a gracious smile, moving to stand above the double staircase that led into the ballroom and gaze once more upon the numerous faces of her guests. This was going to be the best Tribal Unity Ball to date, one that her father would be proud of. She was sure of it. I’m making your dream come true, she thought, as the call of a crier rang clear.
“Presenting Queen Althea Sol Alfitaria of the Lilty Kingdom!” Each and every one of the faces turned to look.
It was her cue to speak, and from the little Lilty emerged a powerful voice. “Welcome, everyone, to Alfitaria Castle. I’m so pleased to see that so many of you were able to attend. I hope that each of you has a fabulous time and enjoys the festivities. Thank you all for attending the Tribal Unity Ball.” Punctuating the welcome with a beaming smile, she then descended the stairs and assimilated into the assembly, filled with high hopes for a night of frivolity and dancing in the name of the late king’s dream.
The doors to the ballroom stood wide before them, the ushers standing at the ready to announce their arrival once they stepped through. It was just before this checkpoint of sorts that Joshua halted the approaching group, spinning around to observe their various outfits. He was still tempted to throw a paper bag over his other’s head lest his own reputation go down the drain, but alas, he’d forgotten to bring one.
“This is as far as I go,” he hummed instead, flipping a string of hair for effect. “You won’t be questioned as it’s an open door ball, more or less, though I’ll still ask you don’t make a point of drawing attention to yourselves, hmm?”
He looked pointedly at Sho as he said this before shifting his gaze to the man’s ‘date’ and resisting the urge to slap his forehead. Oh well. It’d be a simple matter to correct the assumptions made about him with a wave of a hand. A vending machine or two would come in handy.
“Lady of Blue, I shall leave the supervision up to you,” he announced with an overdramatic bow. “Enjoy your evening~”
And with that, he switched frequencies to head home, leaving the group to their own devices, for better or worse.