((Alright starting...now also all characters above are accepted))<br/><br/>"Today is the day".<br/><br/>That was what everyone all over the capitol whispered, young and old, human and creature alike all spoke as the day had arrived. The day that all the kingdoms of the world would gather and hold council for four months within the walls of Valora. Some were excited to see them, but otherwise most murmured in distrust, especially after the loss of their King. The timing seemed too perfect to them, the fact that someone had even invaded was concerning even of itself. But it wasn't like they could cancel the meeting, no, they had no choice but to continue and thus the citizens also spoke of the young princess. So young, so bold, people questioned if she had what it took to rule. She was no better then an orphan in some right, with no father and her mother dying in birth. So many pitied and mourned for her as well as grew concerned if she could handle the upcoming task. A question the princess herself questioned as she roamed the halls, rows of servants and advisers following her and heeding her orders for the last minute preparations.<br/><br/>"They'll be arriving any moment, have all the rooms been prepared in case more come then were addressed?", the princess asked taking on an aura of authority that none had seen from the usual playful and mischievous girl that had given them many a headaches just last year.<br/><br/>"Yes your highness", a maid had answered.<br/><br/>"Very good, and have the guards been notified to keep record of all they bring within these walls? Especially weapons and unidentifiable substances?", she asked a guard while they closed in towards the thrown room, as it was customary for all to gather within the great hall. Said guard would nod in affirmation while she sat upon the thrown, the princess decked out in somewhat traditional royal garb, a light green dress that matched her eyes it wasn't too heavy the material light and held a flow. But one thing that would never change was the regalia, a silver tiara adorned in crystal that shined like rainbows in certain light light and centered on her head. Her posture like that of a true royal, though, she felt so out of place.<br/><br/>"Excellent, then I assume the preparations for tonight's feast and festival are also complete?", she asked taking hold of her father's scepter adorned in gold and the family crest with but a single gem that adorned the top a crystal that matched her tiara. With that in her hand she looked to one of the advisers that gave a nod, and thus with a heavy sigh to calm her nervous heart she nodded. "Very well, then please, open the gates and be ready at the doors, lets make our guests feel welcome", Veronica would encourage in a soft smile and thus sat in wait for the moment to arrive, hoping she was ready, hoping all could go well, as well as hoping...for some answers.