Missing in Action I

Preparations for Daphne's new gown began in earnest, and soon enough, it was the day itself. The entire palace was rife in anticipation of Daphne's coronation. Gifts and people were flowing into the capital city as citizens wanted to catch a glimpse of their new queen. The royal palace was slowly getting more crowded as nobles took residence for the event. 

Daphne's cheeks were starting to hurt from smiling at her new guests.

Invitations were sent out to anyone who was worth anything, refreshments were scrutinized down to the plate, and speeches were drafted and rewritten with ridiculous fervor. Daphne knew logically that her own speech was the most important of all, but after days of staring down at her words, all she wanted to do was slam her head against the wall.