That night, the kingdom of Palaverda was filled with jubilation; the roaring bonfires illuminated dancing figures as the crowd celebrated their new queen.
Merry laughter and music echoed through the skies, while the mouth-watering aroma of roasted meat and alcohol filled the air.
Suddenly, the dark sky lit up. All eyes turned upward, and a beautiful woman with a crown on her head appeared.
"People of Palaverda, I am your queen," she proclaimed.
Her short but powerful declaration froze the crowd, and a moment later deafening cheers erupted across the kingdom. Under the admiring gazes of men and women alike, the queen's image vanished.
And the joyous news spread like wildfire -Queen Elora was to wed her Royal husbands.
While the commoners rejoiced, some city lords were less pleased. However, Bella smiled when she learned her Royal Uncle Darven was in the capital.