The Finals

"Micky Clarifort." The servant finishes.

Micky's eyes widened in surprise. After taking a moment to process the fact that she had triumphed she jumped up and down, her fair chest heaving in excitement. She pumps her fists up in the air in happiness. "Yes, yes!"

As for Ricky, he shook his head, feeling a stone drop in his stomach. He had a disappointed look on his face as he rested a hand on the canvas of his artwork. He stared down at the ground blankly, not sure how he had lost. He thought this would be his chance, his chance to move on to the final phase of the competition, his chance to stand out and shine. Unfortunately, he faltered, he faltered at the wrong time. 

However, time waits for no one, so why should the judges? After the results were announced, Prince Andrew stepped forward to take the stage.