Rosé was having a good day. She woke up to a good hair day, and she had extra mana imbued into her outfit. It made her sparkle. Her long Sakura-pink robe had no wrinkles, and the slit didn’t look tacky.

Even if Lord Ereos came down, He would surely be charmed. Her periwinkle hair was shimmering, and it contrasted nicely with her beautiful outfit. Her makeup looked impeccable, as well. And something that made her day's victory even sweeter?

She contacted other Sentient Beings.

They found him when he drifted down, and politely requested an audience with her. She had just finished communing with the spirits, so he didn’t have to wait. She donned her crown, made of flowers and twigs gifted by the Great Tree, and sat on her throne.

Rosé had not seen the messenger before she sat down, and was pleasantly surprised to note that the other sentient beings had a fashion sense, as well. She hadn’t seen the clothes he was wearing before, but it made sense. She had seen no other Sentients before this meeting.

“You may speak,” Rosé said, imperiously. She needed to make sure the other races knew that her word was law, in her domain.

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“Your majesty, the King of Angels, King Snow, has requested a formal meeting and alliance with the other Sentient races. We would be honored to host the meeting in three months' time.”

“I will accept. We may continue our newfound partnership, and I would like to know where we will meet.”

“The king has told me to give this to any accepting races I may find. It is a map of the locations we may meet. We will contact you again when other races agree. Please place a banner with this insignia outside so the Angels know you are an ally.”

The man stood, and handed her a map as well as an insignia.

“Thank you for accepting,” he said, before walking out and away, his wings flicking, ready to fly. He was good looking, but not quite what she liked. Lord Ereos is better.

She couldn’t wait to meet Him. He’ll have long, deep green hair, fair skin, and a Mark of Power on his forehead, to show his strength. He’ll be tall, as well, so they would look good together, and he’ll have a good fashion sense.

She supposed she should create this banner. The insignia looks like a pair of white wings, and she guessed she’d put it on a light pink backdrop.

“Dismissed. Get the royal tailors making this banner design, white on a light pink backdrop.”

She hoped she’d have a good hair day when they met again.