Fit for A King
As promised, Queen Butterfly invited Prince River back to Butterfly Castle to be fitted for his very own suit. Excited to see her new friend, Princess Moon sat on a stool as Prince River was measured. Queen Comet's personal tailor and her staff were speaking in hushed tones about fabrics and such.
"What's your kingdom like, Prince River?" Moon leaned forward, not wanting to be too loud and annoy the adults at work. She imagined it was a tiny kingdom filled with a plethora of burly warriors in the middle of a wild forest.
"My kingdom resides not far from here, just past the cornfields. Our castle is slightly smaller than Butterfly Castle, but larger than most. Haven't you ever been?" River turned his head slightly to look at the young princess.
"Mother says I'm not ready to tour the kingdom, but I would love to see the rest of Mewni! Have you seen all of Mewni already?" Moon jumped down from her stool and walked around River. The young prince began to blush, nervous about the future queen of Mewni inspecting him so intimately.
"I've been to most places, not any of the forests though. Father says he'll take me next year after I've finished learning how to hunt. When do you inherit the Royal Magic Wand from your mother?" River was intrigued with the stories that circled around Mewni about the great queens. Tales of strong warriors that commanded all the respect of Mewni, and yet, so elegant and graceful in nature.
"I receive the wand five months from now," Moon grew excited as she continued, grabbing River's hands, "Would you like to come to my ceremony? I don't have many friends that I can invite, so I'd be especially happy to see you there!" River smiled a toothy grin, happy to know she thought of him so highly to invite him to such a special event.
"O…Of course, I'd love to!" She considers me her friend and we've only spoken to each other two times! I don't deserve their kindness. Moon twirled around, laughing and clapping with joy. Like a drop of water landing in a tranquil pool, a single thought entered River's mind. She looks pretty when she's happy.
Several hours later, the six tailors had finally finished sewing River's suit together. Moon waited impatiently outside as River put on his suit. The princess had a small, single-digit number of friends, so she was overjoyed at the thought of forming a friendship with the warrior prince. I wonder if he has any friends back in his kingdom? He seems very nervous, as if he's afraid to make a mistake. Her thoughts were interrupted when River stepped out and looked around.
"Oh my gosh, Prince River, that suit looks fit for a king!" Moon was genuinely pleased to see the difference in River's appearance. Gone was the rugged, barbaric young prince, before Moon stood a cautious, gentle-looking prince. The tailors had even combed and styled River's hair, so he would look more formal. He smiled sheepishly and looked down at himself.
"I hope you like it," the princess handed the timid prince a small, shiny crown. "I asked Mother if this could be added so more people could recognize you for the prince you are." She held out the tiny gold crown, anxious for him to accept the offer. River's eyes widened as he reached for the crown. His pudgy hands carefully removed the gleaming circlet from the soft warm hands of its original holder.
"Thank you so much, Princess! You didn't have to, really." He placed the crown on his head, struggling to center it. Moon stepped forward and straightened the golden crown upon soft buttermilk yellow locks. He really does look like a tiny king in that suit and crown! I wonder if this will be like when he becomes a king. I hope we're still good friends when that day comes, I want to see him when he's crowned.
