When the first airship to land started to disembark, an entire unit of Axbridge Royal Guards, Dominic began to fear that he had jinxed himself with his wayward thoughts.
However, the Royal who followed them out, already mounted on a mechanical horse in gold-plated barding, was a young man, likely no older than Dominic himself.
For a moment, the two men stared at each other in an impasse.
The lower ranked should introduce themselves to the higher, but neither was exactly clear on whom the other man was.
"Greetings, Highness. I am Dominic Wavemates, Duke of Wistover, and husband of the Royal Princess, Alexis Cygnus." Dominic began.
The Prince sighed in relief, then nodded politely. "Duke Wistover, I am Prince Fahad, heir apparent to the throne of Axbridge. My congratulations on your recent nuptials. I do hope that we are not too early, though I see at least one force has arrived ahead of us."
