"…"
"Ah… perhaps sharing a lifetime with the Emperor has made myself eager to do larger speeches, fufu~ How embarrassing~" — Moved as she saw how dreamy her son's hues became when looking at the chosen, the Empress wiped a tear that threatened to fall meeting the eye of her proud husband who appeared more touched than intended. Laughing cheery, making jest of her own so, along with the guests everyone could lose some tension at her amiable behaviour. Different to usual… yet fitting for the Mother she also represented on this day. — "Nevertheless… More is useless to say in my eyes for the future of the young is more uncertain and it is in their hands. A grown man and a mature woman you both are, Crown Prince Zeleskiaz and precious Lady Marianne, our Pristina Pars… Therefore, this humble mother's words may cease now. May the space for a dance be cleared up by the people. May the melodies accompany your steps… and lead each other with a firm grasp to a future together."
