OOC// We're on top of a circular tower above the Castle Gardens, Ulfang. No roof just fyi!
BIC//
"Prince Thorn!"
...Thorn blinked wearily... His ears pounded has he heard the familiar voices.
"Prince Thorn!" There you are!
...Bartholomew, the priest, and a gang of servants rushed up to meet them.
As Thorn was brought to his knees, his long cabbit ears strained to get even one piece of understandable sentence from the worried attendants.
"All those dragons just disappeared and--"
"It got dreadfully dark, like the world was going to end!"
"Next thing we know you're all here--"
"A show of lights, it was!"
"Guys, guys!" His vision finally cleared, and he was covered in blood--
"Oh, goodness!"
"Bring the healing potions!"
"Get the ER up here immediately!"
Thorn took a swig of a healing potion handed to him and got to his feet alone. "Ladies, gentlemen," He looked up at the night sky--
"...we'll be fine." He smiled.
"Just fine." He looked up at Bartholomew. "I'll explain everything later. For now, get everyone fixed up, and--" He shushed Barthos's starting argument--"If they want, they can come out and finish celebrating." Thorn's voice was filled with command, a sense of duty now.
"...I'm not injured too badly. All of these nation's great peoples did not come here for an empty celebration, yes? Take me to the balcony, Barthos. I must be crowned tonight." He took up his bloodstained rapier, White Rose, and gave it to the tuxedo-d cat for the ceremony...
Barthos blinked, then bowed apprehensively. "Yes, Milord!"
OOC// OK everyone ending scenes GO!