"Sir, the Guard Of Honour has begun their march towards the Royal Museum for the coronation. They are on schedule. The Army and Royal Navy will join at the next stop."
Noel nodded absently as he received the report from Tim though his mind was preoccupied.
"I need you to confirm the status with King Aiden."
"Hmm." Noel hummed absently.
Raising an eyebrow, Tim clicked his fingers in front of Noel and questioned," After the Royal Navy, the Royal Marine band is going to join the procession and do a naked dance."
"Okay," Noel agreed.
Tim stared at Noel in horror and concern as he touched his shoulder, "Hey? Are you okay? What is going on?"
Noel rubbed his head and groaned," What did you say?"
"Forget what I said, Noel, you need to be in top form today. Why are you so distracted?
