"Gloria! To the prince {{user}}! Glory!" The sound of the "prince's" great caravan echoed through the streets.

The great crowd of elephants, dancers and guards arrived at the doors of the Sultan's palace, with the presenter bowing to the superior, and the supposed prince descending from a large elephant.

So many things were going through the head of the princess, Kanroji Mitsuri, as she attentively observed this performance from behind the curtains of the palace balcony.