The Royal Wedding

The Visit (pt. 1)

When it came time for King Lenard and Queen Penelope's visit, Agatha was nervous. She was wearing a crown that was not one of her normal ones. She didn't even normally wear crowns. So, when she received a heavier box, she was surprised. Instead of her circlet, she found a crown that was rather sparkly and green. It was a tad bigger than her other tiaras and diadems, making it a little hard to look down when she was finishing up the final touches.

"Princess Agatha!" Prudence called out, quickly making her way to the girl with an emerald green cloak in hand. It was a thin one, one worn to show respect or something like that. She accepted the fabric, messing with one of her rings as she tried to build confidence to make her way out to where Tedros would be waiting.

"Thank you." Agatha said, looking back in the mirror once more. She never really liked green on her body. It made her look too much like Callis on Halloween and it still hurt to see her dead mother in her reflection. What was weirder was the fact it wasn't her mother, instead the adoptive one who took her in when Venessa denied her. 

If she looked close enough, she could sometimes see Sophie in her reflection. 

"If I may, Lady Agatha, they have arrived." Beatrix's voice said, bringing her from her revere. "His Highness is looking for you." The blonde's face contorted, clearly trying to keep up the façade that she wasn't on a first name basis with the two of them. Speaking in the annoying voice of 'I am below you, let me lay my cloak on the ground so you don't dirty your shoes.' 

A voice Agatha had grown to hate. 

"He is?" Agatha rose a brow in jest, smiling as she rolled her shoulders. 

It was time to play the big game of pretend once more.

"In that case, I shouldn't keep him waiting." She forced a smile, ignoring the many looks of shock on her lady-in-waiting's faces as she made her way out. Beatrix shot her a smile in return, walking a step behind Agatha. The girl was also in green, a color of friendship and peace in Camelot and the Rainbow Isle's customs. A soft real smile came to her lips upon the sight of Tedros standing near the base of the steps, talking with Merlin and Chaddick about something.

"If we didn't have vultures at our back, I would tell you to scare him." Beatrix whispered, snickering softly when Agatha smiled, contemplating actually completing the fact for a few steps. She had just decided she would do it when the servant by the door bowed, alerting the tired announcer of her presence. 

"Presenting, Lady Agatha of the Woods Beyond, Princess Consort of Camelot." He called, voice making her flinch. She never did like the loudness her name had to be spoken in. Tedros turned, soft smile on his face. He, like everyone else, was in a deep green that matched her dress. Unlike everyone else, he wore a thick green cape that had small gems sewn in, golden filigree on the perimeter.

"M'lady." Tedros smirked, pressing a kiss to her knuckles lovingly. "You look ravishing today." She smiled in return, pressing a kiss to his fingers. 

"My lord, handsome as always." 

Neither of them liked to interact like this. It was too forced.

"The royal caravan is here. We have to go and greet them now." Chaddick said, monotone. Agatha decided that she hated this fact and it would be a lot more comfortable had they decided to make the meeting less formal. She didn't understand why they had to be so uptight when it came to greeting a new caravan. It seemed pointless to have this grand show of wealth and little to no emotion.

Agatha, considering herself a rather honest person, hated what she was supposed to do. She didn't like how she was supposed to just stand there and let Tedros do all the negotiating. She was supposed to be a hostess, whatever that entailed. Instead of saying anything however, she just gave Tedros a small smile and a chaste kiss before stepping back and letting Tedros and Chaddick lead the way, following behind with Beatrix and a few other knights.