Forget about the ceremony, you want to sleep.
From Create Your Own Story
You stay in bed for a while, but you decide that you really aught to attend. Sighing you pick yourself up off of your bed and you stumble into your closet picking out your leather military uniform as well as your forest green cape and bicorn that make up your ornamental uniform. Still somewhat sore over having to be awake now you continue to grumble until you reach the palace's garden where your sister, Almut, is yelling at one of her subordinates.
"You were supposed to order a hundred Zweihander, the sword not the... Ayland," your sister says noticing you as she quickly regains her composure. "I'm glad to see you're actually attending, I know Siegbald will be thrilled."
You look her up and down, its hard to believer that the two of you are related, while all three of you are tall and have piercing blue eyes that's all that you have in common with your sister. Siegbald and yourself have long black hair whereas Almut's hair is dark brown, finally she has always tended to be more muscular than the two of you. You wonder how much of her appearance came from her mother, but you can never be sure as Almut's mother died before you were born and both Siegbald and your father refuse to speak on the subject.
"I have no quarrel with Siegbald, its Edilda that I cant stand, she cant keep her mouth shut for a second."
Almut dismisses her subordinate, "I don't know where you get that from, I don't think I've ever heard her say anything."
"That's because you intimidate her," you say.
"And you don't?" Almut asks raising an eyebrow, "If looks could kill you wouldn't need you bow.
Let the conversation drift off into silence.
"What was that argument about?"
"Shall we get going, Id prefer not to have to associate with anyone there."
