The enormous doors towards the gardens opened. People instantly rose at the sight of the Princes and her magnificent gown. Everyone's eyes lingered upon her, unable to look away.
The Princess stepped upon the stone pavement where wisteria arches hung over them, blooming in white, purple, and pink. The flowers symbolized long-life and immortality, the petals softly falling upon the Princess.
Their future Queen was accompanied by the highly respected Duke Claymore. Everyone was stunned by the sight of them. People knew how reclusive and stern Duke Claymore was. He wouldn't take this position for just anyone in his life. It was then the people realized how well-connected their new Queen was.
"Is that the new Queen?"
"She's quite… normal. As expected of mere humans, there's nothing too extraordinary about them."
"What a wonderful dress, worn with such elegance and grace. As expected of a previous Princess."
Murmurs one after the other began.
