The Parade Around Town
It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when the gig turned, heading for the town square. The air buzzed with excitement as the fanfare, parade, and joyous waves followed their progress. Young and old, men and women alike, lined the streets to catch a glimpse of the procession. Some threw handkerchiefs into the air in celebration, while others bowed deeply in reverence.
Gwen's face had long since lost all feeling from the perpetual smile she maintained, and her hand was beginning to ache from the constant waving. She continued still. If the townspeople could halt their day's activities to gawk and wave in her honour, she could certainly endure her discomfort to reciprocate their kindness.
As the gig continued through the bustling square, the atmosphere grew even more electric. Children ran alongside the carriage, their laughter mingling with the music of the marching band as the procession continued.