Betrothed?  Really?  For a soldier and a leader of men Captain Greg certainly has a rather circuitous way of getting his point across!  And B only has 15 days to organize a wedding?  While taking care of all the business of running the kingdom? Yikes!

WOW!!

Ria and Gavin are two of my favorite characters in AK.  Probably because they're both shy and polite.  Not pushy like so many of the other people there.

My squabitt didn't like the Yura hat either.  I'd get these looks.....

I'm glad I wasn't drinking anything when I read your post Wendy!! 
What kind of mutant squabitt do you have? lol

I knew Fahleed would prove his worth!  Too bad we can't see this dress.  Every time I see Ria I just want to hug her.  She's a bit less sad-looking since I complained to monika.  Apparently getting turned to stone will affect your temperament.

That land had better be quite a ways behind the squabitt hut!  I can't imagine having Quinn and Mr. Vanderkins as neighbors!  Oh.  And maybe Captain Greg authorized the building of a house for you to live in after you're married?

Day 27

The next thing I have to do to prepare for the Yura Festival is to find some Fairy Dresses for Mira.  I have a bunch of them in the storage cupboard, but Mira says they won't do.  She wants ones that have just been found.  Who am I to argue with fairies?  Besides, I've already got one arguement already penciled in for today with Captain Greg.

The dresses are somewhere in Coral Cove, Rosetum Gardens and the Rose Garden.  We'll start at the Rose Garden and go there directly instead of stopping off at the office first, I tell Lucky.  That way we can avoid Captain Greg asking where we're going and following us.  But if you do see him, bite him!

I search the entire day, but only have 1 dress to show for my efforts.  When I finally check in at the office, I find even more work orders on my desk.  I start counting...23, 24, 25, 26 work orders besides the one for the Fairy Dresses! These people are out of their minds.  I can't do this.  I...can't...do...this! I scream as I sweep the entire contents of my desk onto the floor.

A soldier sticks his head in and says Captain Greg requests that I meet him now at the Castle regarding a matter of great urgency.  I storm out, muttering under my breath.  Now what's wrong?

Captain Greg is standing by those ugly statutes of Yura, frowning.  So what is this great matter of urgency, I ask him, did a pigeon poop on your beloved statues?  We need to talk about planting grass for the festival, he tells me.

Grass?  You summoned me all the way up here to talk about grass?  Do you have any idea how busy I am? I ask him.  He retorts that I can't be all that busy since I left early yesteday without telling him I wouldn't be meeting him.

Fine, I reply.  We'll talk about grass,  Do you want to discuss the grass first, or shall we start with why you followed me to Coral Cove after I asked you to stay away?  Or maybe you'd prefer to start with the house you authorized to be built without clearing it with me first?  I'll let you decide, but if it were up to me, I'd like to start with this.  I was instructed to return it to you.  I hand him the Sunstone Pendant.

Captain Greg sighs.  It's all in the past, he insists.  Since the day we met, there's been nobody but me.  But what happened in the past, I ask.  He points out he's a soldier, not a monk.  And because nobody in the past objected to going to Coral Cove with you, you thought I didn't mean it, I surmise.  He promises it won't happen again.

What about the house?  It's for us, he tells me.  Now it's my turn to sigh.  I figured that out, I tell him,  I'm not an idiot.  But if I'm going to live there, I should have been consulted. In Beechwood Cove, couples make these decisions together.

Captain Greg is losing his patience.  He points out I'm no longer in Beechwood Cove, I'm in the Skyward Kingdom where the man provides the home and the woman is grateful.  For good measure, he throws in that maybe I need to make more of an effort in learning their customs.

Here come the tears.  What do you think I've been doing since the day I arrived, I sob.  I've never seen squabbits before, or talking owls, or goblins, or fairies, or moonflowers, or wingferries, or...People ask me to find things I've never seen or heard of and then they use them to make more things I've never seen or heard of.  The food is strange, I get a headache trying to read the Goblin posters, I had to change the way I dress...Now you want me to change what I think and believe.  If I do that, I won't be me anymore.

Captain Greg looks stunned.  He wants to know why I never told him any of this before.  Because, my dear Captain, I didn't want you or anybody else to think I was stupid.

What happens now, I ask.  I look at my ring and ask if he wants it back.  He shakes his head no.  Maybe we could compromise, I suggest.  If he promises that the person or people responsible for the festival statues and lamps will not be involved in any way with the house, I promise not to interfere or ask any more questions about it.  Deal?  Deal, he agrees.

That just leaves the grass to discuss.  The grass can wait, Captain Greg tells me.  It's late.  Time to go home.  I shake my head no. I have to go back to the office.  He replies that  the stuff on my desk can wait.  If it were still on my desk, it could wait, I admit.  But it's on the floor.  I have to pick it up.  

He smiles.  We have to pick it up, he says.  It's not his problem, it's mine, I insist.  He touches the ring on my finger and tells me that my problems are now our problems.  What about his problems, I ask.  Are they also ours?  He shakes his head no.  I sigh.  Well, maybe, he concedes, depending upon what it is.  Deal?  Deal, I agree.