The people of Alba

«Don't glare at your brother like this,» Ignis whispers to my ear. «He's just shy.»

«Marius is everything but shy.»

«Doesn't matter. He will congratulate you when you two are alone. And, even if he doesn't, he's sincerely wishing for you to be happy and safe. It's more than any of the people loudly praising do.»

«I know that, Ignis. It's just... I'm surprised by all of these people. Everyone does pretty much what they want!»

«I don't have time to be strict about the protocol,» he chuckles. We're walking towards the carriage. We'll parade through the city before going back to the Palace.

A banquet will last from the moment we arrive, late into the night. Then, we'll retire to sleep and supposedly get up early to take on our duties.

It's a deadly schedule. They're trying to kill my husband by overexerting him. We're even supposed to sleep together! Ah, but I won't be an accomplice in their plan!