OOC: In hopes of getting some good social interactions and fun going, we are breezing through the duels and heading into evening adventures. At this point, there is fresh food prepared, drinks flowing, and music strumming. It's a party!
Her eyebrows knitted together when confusion crossed the King's face. Akos had pointblankly stated she would be arriving with Zuan because she had little interest in wandering the vendors. Aishe took it as a 'I don't want to get up earlier than necessary' and left it alone. After all, it was Akos. Her soulmate was particularly independent and found a lot of traditions to be frivolous and unnecessary. She supposed they balanced each other in a nice way, when it came to that.
Sighing quietly, she was distracted when a kiss was pressed to her cheek. A faint blush rose to her otherwise pale cheeks, shifting the young prince gently. Her first tournament would turn out well, albeit slightly messy in coordination, but in that moment, she was unaware how well it would go and felt the pressure of her office as Viceroy. It was odd to feel nervous about an event, but nerves swarmed her stomach while bright eyes flitted up to her husband's face. She offered a smile and nod, inhaling deeply before taking a step forward. Side by side, the royal family entered the arena with the exception of the missing Queen, who was undoubtedly up to no good.
As they moved through the gate and onto the covered balcony, her sensitive eyes had to adjust momentarily after the shadows through the gate. The excited cheers started before her eyes focused, slightly jarred by the sunlight reflecting off the stone arena. Now she was very overwhelmed, but it kept well concealed beneath a warm smile as she kept in pace with Zuan. They reached the edge of the balcony, her hand moving through the air in a wave while Anraí remained nestled in the nook of her other arm. After a moment, her hand lowered and she waited for a hush to fall over the arena. Her nerves were shadowed by a display of confidence, chin rising slightly when she opened her mouth,
Welcome to the grand arena of Fenia City and the Réúnen Luza Festival! Today, we celebrate the end of a violent and long winter. In the light of summer and hope, we come together here to set aside our differences, just as we did to defeat the snow sorceress, Yuki. Celebrate, be merry, enjoy the duels and the vendors!
To all of our participants, we wish you the best of luck. May Zachrin bless your weapon and give you victory.
It was no grand speech, but it would suffice and it certainly riled up the crowd. She stepped back, retreating to her seat. She would spend majourity of the tournament sitting there, cheering and watching. She was not one for observing duels, but many of her friends were participating and it was hard not to become enraptured. Of course, that joy turned to concern and discontent when Akos came out to fight... Pillow in hand. The pregnant queen had turned the would-be steel based duel into a pillow fight. Sometimes, being married to the woman was impossible.
As the day began to turn to night with the sun setting behind the city, the fights would come to wrap up. Anraí had already been taken back to the palace by the nanny and guards a few hours ago, leaving Aishe free to enjoy the evening festivities. She could smell the smoke of the bonfires when she restlessly rose to her feet, palms pressed to her abdomen to smooth her dress. She was excited not only to stretch her legs with some dancing, but to mingle with friends and strangers in the fresh night air. It was with that attitude that she grinned up at Zuan, abandoning the balcony the way they came in a childlike thrill before he could grab her. Amongst the crowd of creatures, she could already hear distant music playing an upbeat tune and she was determined to follow the notes to the cleared space for dancing.