In the history of the Kingdom of Velaria, there had been many holidays like harvest Feasts, founding Day, sword Saints' Solstice and The Annual Giant Duck Parade but none of them—not even "Mandatory Dragon Appreciation Hour"—could prepare the realm for the sheer chaos, audacity, and sparkling madness of what came next.
It started with a trumpet then a hundred more then fireworks.
At 8 a.m Inside Rei's bedroom.
He sat bolt upright in bed as the entire Royal Orchestra paraded past his balcony window, playing a triumphant fanfare that sounded like someone drop-kicked Beethoven down a marble staircase.
He groaned and reached for a pillow to cover his ears. Unfortunately, a very royal hand beat him to it—grabbing his wrist with far too much enthusiasm.
"Good morning, my darling husband-to-be!" Princess Seraphina declared, beaming with all the radiance of a solar flare in human form.
Rei blinked at her.