With the eight youths' help, Seymour finished all the arrangements assigned to him. However, he kept checking in case he had missed out on anything crucial. It was an important day and everything had to be right.
After decades of waiting, Rothnia was getting its Queen and it was a matter that needed careful consideration and celebration.
"Is there anything else to do, Duke Seymour?" Lyall stood humbly beside him as he watched the giant cauldron before him. 'If only we were here on the first day.' He thought with a sigh. 'We could have seen the legendary fire.'
However, even if he had missed the legendary fire, Lyall was still satisfied and euphoric. The cheerful vibes of the festivities uplifted his mood and he smiled faintly.