Felicia wondered if the first king, the one who founded this kingdom, had married for love. Or was his wife chosen for him as well? The whole point of the festival was to remember how the hero king found his lover hurt and had fashioned a make shift sling with a white cloth and on the journey to search out aid, he presented her a rose. She held the rose in her sling. The tradition was for men and women to do the same. She would probably never know. But she did know that she, like her brothers before her, were acting out a tradition with someone that was chosen for them.<br/><br/>Felicia hair was done up with tiny blue flowers and she was dressed in a fine deep blue dress. The handmaids told her it would show off her eyes and the blue was a great contrast to the white sash she had to wear. Felicia supposed it was pretty, just a little too showy for her taste. Of course, a princess had to stand out. She ate her breakfast and told herself she would be would be putting on a fine show. She would make the people believe she fell in love with Alcuard at first sight. Not that Felicia thought love at first sight was possible. She thought that was just for fairy tales.<br/><br/>All she hoped was that someday she would grow to love Alcuard. She was sure she would, he was going to be the father of her future children. Alcuard was her future. She was helped into a carriage and taken the festival. Not only did she have to stand out in the crowd, but Princess Felicia also had to make a grand appearance.<br/><br/>It was no surprise to her that her intended was waiting for her at the festival grounds. One of her guards opened her door and Felicia held her out hand to Alcuard to help her down. She smiled to him.<br/><br/>"It is wonderful to see you again as well. Lunch sounds lovely."<br/><br/>She replied to him. Felicia was sure that Meredith would proud of her. Only to her knight had she expressed her disappointment of her husband being chosen for her. Meredith had reminded her that was how monarchies worked. Royals didn't marry for love. All they could hope was that love would grow.