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On this day, one of the Vallan Kings is hosting a stylish and fun event for all to attend. This event is a celebration of Valla and another kingdom, Aluray, joining together in harmony. This was made possible through the marriage of two princesses who go by the names of Fifi and Halia. Now is the time to honor their togetherness and wish them a happy life. It is also the time to make new friends and embrace these new beginnings. May this day of merrymaking be jovial and memorable. May Valla and Aluray's futures be prosperous. May we go down in history as one of the strongest alliances to ever be.

Bright sunbeams shined through the tall windows of a royal ballroom. It was quite a pretty sight to see as the beams touched the gold embellishments complementing all the white pillars and walls. The area practically glowed in the light, making it look like pure magic. That magic reflected on the magnificent chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and gently touched the faces of the statues standing proud at every side of the room. Everywhere you looked, there was something exquisite to see. Even the flooring was a golden color that lightly sparkled under your feet. How the builders and decorators managed such a lovely setup was a mystery, but no one was complaining. This was easily one of the most gorgeous places in the castle.
Soft, beautiful music floated through the ballroom as people slowly filled the space. Everyone was dressed in their best today. Outfits of every color could be found in this mixed crowd of party-goers. Many from Aluray traveled all this way to dance at the ball and watch some outdoor activities with the Vallans. There would be jousting and there would be horse racing. Everyone attending should be thoroughly entertained in one way or another.
Outside, individuals of every type organized themselves for the competitions. Armor was shined, lances were prepared, and horses were given the special treatment they needed. This was all just for fun, but of course, everybody wanted to win, so they showed up today completely focused. The weather was just right for the occasion, too. It provided plenty of sunshine and a nice breeze periodically. It was as if nature itself wanted to offer a gift to the brides.
Speaking of the brides, they had yet to make their appearance. The party was only just beginning, though. It wouldn't be too much longer now…

In one of the many rooms of the castle, Halia was being prettified by a small group of women. They smoothed out her flowy, blue dress embroidered with gold, and they brushed every tangle out of her long, white hair. Normally, she'd wear it in a braid, but today she would be wearing it down. The ladies insisted that she looked irresistible this way. Halia never used to care about such things. This time she did, though. She dearly wanted Fifi to be impressed with her. She wanted them to make a connection of some kind and be able to get along. Otherwise, this arranged marriage was going to spiral into misery. Halia was willing to do this, don't get her wrong, but she wanted to be happy, too. Which shouldn't be the priority, she supposed… She reminded herself that duty came first, and happiness came second. No matter what, she must do this for the good people of Valla.
The final things the women did for Halia were to add some color to her light tan face and decorate her with jewelry. Rings were slid onto her fingers and a necklace was clasped around her neck. Red was painted onto her lips and blue was brushed onto her eyelids. By the end of it all, Halia looked beautiful. She almost couldn't recognize herself when she looked into the mirror, but she didn't hate the look, either. In fact, she might admit that she loved it. This was a side of her she was excited to show off.
Once she was done looking at her reflection, Halia turned to leave the room. It was almost time for her name to be announced to the ballroom full of guests. Picking up the skirt of her dress, she headed to the top of the stairway, where she would wait until she heard her name. The whole way there, her heart hammered against her chest. She was nervous beyond belief. But she was as ready as she'd ever be.

Bright sunbeams shined through the tall windows of a royal ballroom. It was quite a pretty sight to see as the beams touched the gold embellishments complementing all the white pillars and walls. The area practically glowed in the light, making it look like pure magic. That magic reflected on the magnificent chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and gently touched the faces of the statues standing proud at every side of the room. Everywhere you looked, there was something exquisite to see. Even the flooring was a golden color that lightly sparkled under your feet. How the builders and decorators managed such a lovely setup was a mystery, but no one was complaining. This was easily one of the most gorgeous places in the castle.
Soft, beautiful music floated through the ballroom as people slowly filled the space. Everyone was dressed in their best today. Outfits of every color could be found in this mixed crowd of party-goers. Many from Aluray traveled all this way to dance at the ball and watch some outdoor activities with the Vallans. There would be jousting and there would be horse racing. Everyone attending should be thoroughly entertained in one way or another.
Outside, individuals of every type organized themselves for the competitions. Armor was shined, lances were prepared, and horses were given the special treatment they needed. This was all just for fun, but of course, everybody wanted to win, so they showed up today completely focused. The weather was just right for the occasion, too. It provided plenty of sunshine and a nice breeze periodically. It was as if nature itself wanted to offer a gift to the brides.
Speaking of the brides, they had yet to make their appearance. The party was only just beginning, though. It wouldn't be too much longer now…

In one of the many rooms of the castle, Halia was being prettified by a small group of women. They smoothed out her flowy, blue dress embroidered with gold, and they brushed every tangle out of her long, white hair. Normally, she'd wear it in a braid, but today she would be wearing it down. The ladies insisted that she looked irresistible this way. Halia never used to care about such things. This time she did, though. She dearly wanted Fifi to be impressed with her. She wanted them to make a connection of some kind and be able to get along. Otherwise, this arranged marriage was going to spiral into misery. Halia was willing to do this, don't get her wrong, but she wanted to be happy, too. Which shouldn't be the priority, she supposed… She reminded herself that duty came first, and happiness came second. No matter what, she must do this for the good people of Valla.
The final things the women did for Halia were to add some color to her light tan face and decorate her with jewelry. Rings were slid onto her fingers and a necklace was clasped around her neck. Red was painted onto her lips and blue was brushed onto her eyelids. By the end of it all, Halia looked beautiful. She almost couldn't recognize herself when she looked into the mirror, but she didn't hate the look, either. In fact, she might admit that she loved it. This was a side of her she was excited to show off.
Once she was done looking at her reflection, Halia turned to leave the room. It was almost time for her name to be announced to the ballroom full of guests. Picking up the skirt of her dress, she headed to the top of the stairway, where she would wait until she heard her name. The whole way there, her heart hammered against her chest. She was nervous beyond belief. But she was as ready as she'd ever be.