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That day, the streets were filled with noises. horns, singing, dancers and the folkstown who cheered from the sidelines. It was a grandiose parade, and it was all for the Gods to come today.
"The colours, the mood, oh how beautiful it is to experience it all, would you agree Y/N ?" Morora speaks with such sweetness and joy, her face mirroring her words.
You stood straight and composed at her side, your eyes casted to the festivity occurring around you. In your hands, you held a traditional jewelry box, decorated with dark sea blue motifs of dots, lines and curves. Inside were the small gifts ready to be offered to the divine guests present in the town now.
"It is indeed. Never would I have thought to see the day all of," You eyes searched through the crowd that kept applauding at chanting the songs of the Gods "this come true..."
"I suppose it is quite extraordinary, maybe even unbelievable, as if we would wake from this dream !"
"Aye...a dream" You whispered the words carefully, contemplating on how to feel of this new found realization. This was definitely not a dream, you were all aware of it.
You kept your gaze into the crowd. The temple was the largest in the area, giving a few over the town from its highest status. Getting closer were the tall animals with long ears, covered in jewelry and gorgeous accessories. Atop of them was a small tent each with curtains that blocked the view of the riders.
It was all exciting, you couldn't deny it, yet you felt the slightest pinch of nervousness.
You switched feet pressure, losing your balance from a side but only during the small action.
"I hope they are just as kind as God Roronoa and take our gifts with the most joy ever" Morora whispered from beside you, leaning into your side so only you heard her. You smiled and nodded at her words.
You were aligned with the other priestess. Only four of you were picked as only four guests were present. Each of you held similar jewelry boxes. In the space left to you was Zoro himself in all his glory with the same outfit he was wearing.
You had noticed his repetitive rhythm of his feet tapping against the ground. Perhaps he was nervous, you thought.
However, his mind was the opposite. The minute he sensed the presents, his heart palpated with excitement and satisfaction. He felt it's been years, decades since he had seen them. Deep down the man was the happiest God alive, like a child being told he made someone close proud.
