(Not entirely sure how the picture inspired this but it did so enjoy)

It was known as the festival of roses. The festival of love.

We have a tradition in Regalia.

During the summer, men grow roses for their chosen women they wish to marry.

On the night of the August full moon, women stay in their homes and bake and get themselves all dolled up.

Then the men go the house of their chosen girl’s door and hope she opens.

If she doesn’t, then the men is rejected and shunned.

If she does open, then he hands her the rose. If she then approves the rose, then the man is allowed into her house and gets to enjoy the food the woman makes.

They are then pronounced husband and wife the next morning.

The festival of love.