Plot, OOC and Signups: https://www.iwakuroleplay.com/threa...lebration-signups-and-ooc.38775/#post-1000806 "Sir! Young Master Brandon, you must awaken!" Brandon opened one eye with an irritated glare to find the source of this intrusion upon his nap. He immediately noticed the family butler, Jameson, standing over him, eyeing him with an 'of course you overslept again' look. He sighed and closed his eye again, mumbling "Five more minutes." "Sir, this evenings festivities are scheduled to begin within the hour." "WHAT???" He bolted upright, looking out of the jeweled glass window of his bedroom. The sun was slowly dropping on the horizon. Time had eluded him again, and he stood, stretching and yawning before ushering his trusted friend out of the room. "Yes, yes. Thank you. I'll be ready shortly." He closed the door and flew over to his wardrobe and flung open the doors, grabbing the suit he had prepared the night before. 'I really must get on a proper sleep schedule...' He thought to himself as he shed his black silken pajamas. He had been stressed the past few weeks over the death of his father, and nervous about the upcoming coronation. He didnt feel ready to lead this kingdom, to control the most powerful army on the continent, to have the crown weighing heavily on his head, and all the responsibility that came with it. He dressed quickly, donning his jet black suit, including a pair of black gloves and overly-priced black shoes. He dragged a brush through his flowing raven hair, tidying his bedhead but retaining a slight messiness, his locks falling to partially obscure one bright emerald eye. He looked into the full length mirror, ever the victim of his own vanity. Perfect, poised and proper. Finally ready, he left his room and descended the red velvet-carpeted staircase to enter the grand entrance hall, where tonights guests would be entertained. Jameson had taken the liberty of decorating the room, illuminating the area with a sizeable amount of scarlet candles, and roses in bejeweled vases on every surface. There wasnt much to do now except wait on Uncle Czaras and the guests. To say the least, the night would be eventful.