Today, a royal parade is being held in celebration of His Majesty's 70th birthday. I am seated in the carriage, waving to the commoners from the comfort of the luxurious carriage as it makes its way slowly down the main street. As the carriage continues on its journey, a beautiful young noblewoman catches my eye. She is standing to the side of the street, her arms full of beautiful roses that she has picked from the garden beside her. Stop the carriage. i commanded as i went down