The kingdom was alive with joy, unseen and unheard of since time unbeknownst to living creatures. Shadows danced in the streets, cloaks billowing at every step as they carried the sound of children in play and hearty banter of friends and family alike. As might be expected, Umbra's wives sat cross-legged upon the grass around the fountain of the square, sharing tales and then sousing each other playfully so their laughter came as rings upon bells. Even the mighty King, smiling to his lips, gleaming with his eyes, himself stood watching afar as around him a world he fought hard to defend came into blossom.