The next day was one of brilliant green sunshine and warmth. Saturna stood in the inner court yard watching Anton organize the troops into different divisions. Lines and lines of military sentries were marching and regrouping according to his commands. She felt the incredible passion Anton had for his work, and saw the efficiency with which he accomplished the sorting as if it were a simple task.
Yearning to join him in the yard, but knowing protocol prevented it, Saturna continued to stand almost at attention in the royal box, wishing she was not the Queen. The bachelors of the Solar System were to be presented today. She groaned dramatically as she thought about it. Peep, who was in her pocket wearing an emerald green pantsuit, which matched Saturna’s gown, looked up with concern.
“It’s not fair Peep that I have to marry someone with royal blood. I want to marry for love!”
“So that’s what’s bothering you, My Queen,” replied Peep smiling.
Saturna glanced at her little friend and laughed. It was wonderful to finally have someone to converse with. Returning her gaze to Anton, she sighed. “Gondee said it is tradition. The whole kingdom is run by tradition and protocol! I will see the royal bachelors brought for my approval, but I swear to you today, I won’t choose one. There’s only one inhabitant I care for and if I can’t have him, then I shall never marry.”
“Well Your Majesty, if you’re certain, then I suggest we have fun at this showing of the bachelors,” giggled Peep. “We can make it a very entertaining event.”