Lumina walked slowly, her steps guided by Aria's light touch at her elbow, as they approached the grand courtyard where the First Flame Festival was to be held.
Eyes turned to her as she walked by, and several whispered especially about her beautiful dresses.
Daughters of the lord couldn't help but be house of her dressed and Aria smiled with pride after all Ashen had made her get all the fabric used, seeing the way people praise and are jealous of it made her proud
Ashen had already been summoned away by the king to prepare for the royal procession.
He would be entering alongside the king and his brother, and Lumina would need to stand with the princesses until the ritual began.
The venue was exactly as she had imagined it when she planned it weeks ago.
The open courtyard had been transformed into a living shrine to the dragons that no longer walked their skies.
