
Before sunrise, people began to leave their homes. By sunrise, what had been a trickle became a flood, as the citizens of the capital filled the streets, marketplaces, fountains and parks. A single chant filled the air, “GarGar! Pirouette! GarGar! Pirouette!” Exasperated at the extended wedding engagement between their two star royals, they wanted a wedding and they wanted it now. Nobody knows who was responsible for the outpouring of emotion from the usually calm populace, but there were hints that GarGar himself may have passed along a word or two, garnished with a little coinage, to encourage the people in their demands.

Ah, Gar-Gar knows how to get the job done then.
Oh, he’s young, but he’s nobody’s fool! 😺
I see that. He’s a great character.