Harvest of Plenty [Valhallan Autumn Festival]

Curiosity was what had driven Jupiter to attend Celestial's festival. He'd recognized the voice of the woman who called it to order and simply had to come investigate. How long had it been since that time in the caves? It felt like an eternity. So much had happened since then.

He stopped on the fringe of the gathering and looked in. Almost immediately his gaze was drawn to the glittering Aurielle. She was all grown up now and all youthful roundness had left her form. Jupiter took a moment to study her, trying to reconcile his fuzzy memory of her with what he was seeing now. She was pretty in a wholesome kind of way; all dolled up, proper and perhaps a touch alien when compared to the rugged and tough women he was used to seeing.

She was in conversation but perhaps later when the mob receded and the festivities were solidly underway her would say hi.

"Jupiter"   "Amadeus" ”You”