There was a festival going on and Viviana loved the colors that sprang up around town. Wreaths and flower arrangements and streamers decorated every house, shop, and even the castle.
A crowd had had formed around a well-dressed elf standing on the town platform. In his hand was a royal decree. Viviana decided to listen in.
“Dear people of this humble village, the King and Queen have graced you with this message: for this year’s festival, one person among you will be made royalty for one day and win a reward of one thousand gold pieces!” As he said this, he made multiple flourishes with his hand and turned up his chin with a fist to his heart for dramatic affect.
The crowd went wild at the thought of such privilege. Viviana was excited, too; she liked the man’s curled mustache. She wondered how he kept it that way despite being such a lively person. But Viviana turned to leave as well. She didn’t have a chance at being chosen.
“I will be selecting thi