[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=F2541F]Atkin Bowman[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[/center][hr][center][color=F2541F][b]Location:[/b][/color] Palace: Lawn[/center][hr]
Atkin breathed out a sigh of relief to himself when nothing immediately went wrong with the rest of the coronation as far as he could tell. His head was bowed, and there were no audio cues to let him know what was going on/ The sudden gust of wind didn't strike him as out of place either. However, he could help but pick up that the atmosphere of the ceremony had suddenly changed, and not in the way it should. There was no applause, just dumbfounded silence. 

When he looked up, Valda was wearing the crown as she should, but then he looked over to Arya. The first thing he noticed is she looked even more beautiful today than usual. The curve of her jawline, her nearly ebony hair, those piercing green eyes were all captivating. Wait, what was that expression she carried on her face? He followed her line of gaze to where Luna had been standing just a moment prior.

Where was Luna? As he stared at the empty space where the princess had just been, something in him snapped. All that anger and frustration he had barely been keeping in that day erupted in the most immediate physical action he could perform at that moment. He didn't put any conscious thought into it. Hell, he didn't even feel the sensation of anger before his body acted. With both hands, the ExtraOrdinary Apprentice threw the small pillow he had been holding in a random direction as hard as he could. It didn't spend much time in the air, for it quickly found and obstacle in the path of its trajectory in the form of the newly crowned Queen's face.

His perception of time seemed to slow to 1/10th of its normal speed as he watched himself perform the greatest faux pas he had committed in his life. In an instant, all that anger turned into regret and guilt plainly on his face. Unlike his earlier rudeness, this wasn't just a matter of formality or tone policing. He fucked up, and it didn't even have to do with her newly promoted status. His brief status as ExtraOrdinary Apprentice had erased any preconceived notions of the royal family's inherent mysticality. Well the Queen was, that was merely fact. But when it came down to it, even the queen was just a person who could fuck up just as badly as anyone else. And as far as he was concerned, Valda was like him. She wasn't a raised as a noble, but some schmuck who just got pulled into this position by chance. Wearing a red dress and fancy circlet didn't change that one bit. But he still didn't mean to smack her in the face with a pillow in front of the entire Castle.

[color=F2541F]"Oh bollocks. Sorry, sorry, sorry. I did not mean to do that."[/color] The sincerity of his apology was evident in his tone, and he quickly scrambled to pick up both the pillow and the Two-Faced Ring, holding them out to her once again as if that were supposed to fix everything. But he didn't know what else he could do here. How was he supposed to make this up at a time like this? And how were they supposed to react to Luna's disappearance? He had no idea, and his apologies were probably making things worse, but at this point he was certain the entire day had been cursed so that anything and everything would go wrong.