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Rose; Prepping a Queen for Crowning

It all happened so fast from there. Rose was swept into the palace proper, and a dozen kitsune females fluttered around her like furry butterflies. Rose could only notice things as if they were going on in her peripheral vision. She called out to make sure that her friends were coming- specifically Chazu and Zee... though Dragon was already here. She also said to ask about Taran, though that almost brought back more questions. She refered the finding of Taran to Dragon, but something told her that if he hadn't come down with Dragon, he wasn't going to make it.

Rose felt overwhelmed however, and could not dwell on anything for too long. Random kitsunes would run up to the bunch of kitsunes that practically held Rose prisoner among them, and ask random questions of Rose before running off again. Questions like, what's your favorite color? Your favorite food? Music? Drink? - and a dozen other miniscule questions. Rose realized that most of the preparations had already been set up- for what's-his-name's canceled coronation, and that they were just trying to update things for her. So she shouted out her quick responses- blue, chickies in chocolate, a mix of classic, pop, and rock, and bailey's and coffee. She was honestly more concerned with the changes the female kitsunes in her not-so-small and not-at-all personal personal bubble were attempting.

Apparently, these dozen female kitsunes were all attempting to do three things at once, all at different times and speeds. Overall, they were supposed to be getting her appearance just right. But the three things they were trying to do were to make her look resplendant and royal, yet make sure she was comfortable, and also to make Rose choose them personally as her handmaidens. This was, usually, something that a royal kitsune would have a few of anyways, and never had it so happened that such a royal figure had literally popped up with no entourage to speak of save her own personal Guard and a Royal Shaman. So each one was vying for a spot with the new Queen. And each also had her own opinion of what a Queen should look like.

An hour later, just as suddenly as the storm flurry of prep had begun, Rose was spun around to face a full-length, gold-framed mirror. She... looked more queenly, she supposed. But what had they done to her hair? And that was too much makeup! She tried to remember the face at least of the attendant that had said less was more. That one, she'd keep. And she was definately kicking out the one who had cut her hair. What exactly were they thinking?!

She pointed to the attendant that had stressed less is more with makeup, and sent all the rest away.

"Help me fix this, would you?" she pleaded, rubbing at a pink and blue and green eyelid. At least the outfit was fitting. She thought she remembered which one of the other attendants had picked out that, of the flurry of outfits had been brought up to lay under her chin for an approval that Rose never gave.... but this looked just about right. She sighed, as the remaining one attendant (who reminded her her name was Suzz) fixed her makeup and she fixed her hair, knowing they were moments away from going back out to the stadium for the Crowning and then some awesome sort of all-kitsunes-invited Gala party afterwards.

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A Royal Guard

Seeing the unfamiliar kitsune request entry, the Guard nodded. They certainly were coming out of the woodwork now, weren't they?

"If you know the Princess, you must check in with the Fifth Leaf Den's Leader to verifiy your seating. He should be near the platform down in front of the stadium. It's just to the right side of the Palace from here- follow the crowd."