I hear murmurings; a girl asks her friend "Oh I am so going to be wearing a beautiful lavender gown. How about you?"

Her brunette friend replies "Well, I do not know yet. I guess I will have to trust what I'll see at home, You know my mother is one of the best cloth makers in the entire region?!"

"Gracious goddess! I am so envious of you..."

"Oh Beatrix don't be." She rolls her eyes playfully, "I am pretty sure that we are turn up looking gorgeous. If not the most gorgeous!" The two girls giggle happily.

I slowly make my way to the royal unit. I heave out...