Around mid-afternoon, as the sun cast a gentle slant to the west, Riz and Theodora found a moment to excuse themselves from the lively banquets held in the garden.
Their departure marked the commencement of preparations for the royal procession – a time-honoured tradition steeped in elegance and regality.
In readiness for the procession, Riz and Theodora took a brief respite to ensure their attire and appearances were impeccable.
The air held a sense of anticipation, matched by the meticulous arrangements underway.
A splendid landau had been meticulously prepared for the occasion.
It stood ready, a testament to the meticulous attention to detail that accompanied such events.
As Riz stepped out to join Theodora, his gaze instinctively lifted to the sky. A soft smile graced his lips as he observed the slightly dimmed weather.
It was a fortunate turn of events that would prevent the glare of the sun from casting discomfort on him.
