Post by Prince Endymion on Jun 15, 2018 17:07:31 GMT -5
The town of Chrysós was alive with festivities and made it live up its golden name. King Lysander had even sent out invitations to the Four Kingdoms to boost attendance. The streets were lined with colorful booths. Vendors from near and far came to sell various goods, from foods to clothing, toys, and other trinkets to commemorate the evening.
In the center, a large fountain had been decorated with dark blue and gold ribbons. Star-shaped lanterns hung at random posts to match the night’s theme. A few tables and small food stalls lined the area. Joyful music filled the square, performed by the royal orchestra.
The royal house had their own platform. It also was decorated in shades of rich navy and gold. A detailed embroidery depicting a scene from the legend that gave birth to the festival; the cow herder and the weaver.
Endymion was wearing a royal blue tunic, embedded with tiny golden beads, with a pair of black leggings. His shoes were a pair of handmade leather knee-high boots. His majestic floof of hair was somewhat tamed for the evening, with the longer part brushed back into a neat style. Instead of a normal golden chain, he wore a brooch with his family crest.
King Lysander motioned his hand and caused the orchestra to pause. “Tonight we mark the eve of the meeting of the fabled star-crossed lovers! Eat, drink, and let’s be marry as we celebrate the promise of young love! Now… let’s continue! Here and now we show the stars and moon above that we are strong, brave and most of all… joyful!” Cheers broke out as the music returned, the dance floor once again flourished with excitement.
“Well said, father… and now I have to continue with my tradition” said Endymion. He couldn’t help but smirk… so this was his father’s way of defying the moon? Perhaps this wasn't such a bad idea. Hopefully, it would dispel any rumors about floating around.
He grabbed a velvet satchel and headed into the crowd. His plan was to give out the trinkets and flowers he had bought the previous day, and give them to a few charming maidens. Endymion had two special roses saved; a white rose and a violet. Yet, he was not sure if the two ladies would attend.
In the center, a large fountain had been decorated with dark blue and gold ribbons. Star-shaped lanterns hung at random posts to match the night’s theme. A few tables and small food stalls lined the area. Joyful music filled the square, performed by the royal orchestra.
The royal house had their own platform. It also was decorated in shades of rich navy and gold. A detailed embroidery depicting a scene from the legend that gave birth to the festival; the cow herder and the weaver.
Endymion was wearing a royal blue tunic, embedded with tiny golden beads, with a pair of black leggings. His shoes were a pair of handmade leather knee-high boots. His majestic floof of hair was somewhat tamed for the evening, with the longer part brushed back into a neat style. Instead of a normal golden chain, he wore a brooch with his family crest.
King Lysander motioned his hand and caused the orchestra to pause. “Tonight we mark the eve of the meeting of the fabled star-crossed lovers! Eat, drink, and let’s be marry as we celebrate the promise of young love! Now… let’s continue! Here and now we show the stars and moon above that we are strong, brave and most of all… joyful!” Cheers broke out as the music returned, the dance floor once again flourished with excitement.
“Well said, father… and now I have to continue with my tradition” said Endymion. He couldn’t help but smirk… so this was his father’s way of defying the moon? Perhaps this wasn't such a bad idea. Hopefully, it would dispel any rumors about floating around.
He grabbed a velvet satchel and headed into the crowd. His plan was to give out the trinkets and flowers he had bought the previous day, and give them to a few charming maidens. Endymion had two special roses saved; a white rose and a violet. Yet, he was not sure if the two ladies would attend.