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Lea had gotten up early-ish the day after the ball because she was simply too energized to stay in bed any longer. The welcome ball had been fun, and Lea was definitely looking forward to getting to know some of the other princes and princesses better!

Brunch was scheduled for 11:00 AM (though Lea was supposed to get there at 10:00 AM, to help with setting up). So that meant Lea had a couple hours before she had to be anywhere. Yippee!!!

Just in case, though, Lea pulled up the official itinerary on her phone, her eyes skimming past the official welcome stuff (the ball had been [i]so[/i] fun!!!!!) and down to the second day. Yep, there it was-"dressy casual" (as in, don't look like a total slob but nice jeans and tops were chill) brunch at eleven. Nice.

Still in bed, Lea began her daily routine of checking half a dozen social media apps, starting with Facebook and ending with Snapchat, with Twitter and Instagram and who knew what else sandwiched in between. The hashtag "#ThatHat" had blown up overnight, thanks to Prince Quentin's outfit-Lea giggled out loud at all the photos-and she quickly scrolled through pic after pic from the night before as she responded to Snapchats (right after she sent a few silly selfies to maintain her streaks, of course. She had [i]multiple[/i] 200+ day streaks, and there was [i]no way[/i] that she was [i]ever[/i] going to break them!).

In the 'subscriptions' section of her Snapchat stories, Lea mindlessly flicked through the article posted by the [i]Lynston Daily[/i], not really absorbing the words as she skipped straight to the photos. There were some nice candids, and she had to stifle a loud bark of laughter at the sight of Quentin's hat in the background of a photograph of her. She screenshotted the pic and posted it to her story-[i]#ThatHat strikes again[/i], she captioned the picture, adding a couple "LOL" emojis afterwards.

Once she was done with that, Lea figured that it was time to get out of bed. She quickly brushed her teeth and fixed her hair (which didn't take [i]that[/i] long, since she liked to keep it short). Her make-up was mostly pretty lowkey (though all vegan, of course); lip gloss, a bit of mascara, a touch of highlighter, and sparkly, bubblegum-pink eye shadow. Skipping over to her closet, Lea selected a pair of light blue jean-capris and a flowy floral top. She completed the ensemble with a lavender-colored cardigan, a pair of cute wedges, and some fun jewelry (hoop earrings and a pretty necklace, to be specific).

Lea hung out on her phone and laptop for a short while, sending her usual barrage of "OOTD" Snaps and posting some very extra pics/selfies on Instagram before she decided that it was about time she headed downstairs. The brunch thingymajiggy was happening in one of the larger tea parlors, as opposed to the fancy-shmancy dining room or whatever. It would be a casual, buffet-style thing, because Lea was never one for being super duper formal, and she was already excited to get her hands on some vegan ice cream. [i]Whoever said that you can't have ice cream for breakfast can fight me, right here and right now,[/i] Lea thought to herself, wryly.

The parlor was near the back of the palace, close to one of the secondary libraries. The far wall of the parlor featured pretty French doors that opened up into a small courtyard, with a stone fountain and bird feeders and trees and daffodils and conveniently placed benches. The parlor itself had a really fun color scheme, in Lea's opinion-the wallpaper was a warm, teal-greenish color, decorated with a white floral pattern. The gleaming wooden floor was a deep brown color, polished until Lea swore that she could see her reflection in it. There were some fun rugs spread across the floor as well.

The furniture of the parlor was pretty old-from the late-nineteenth century, if Lea was remembering it correctly. The sofas, settees, chaise lounges, and chairs had this lovely blue silk brocade, and they were super comfy, too. The small side tables and coffee tables were scattered throughout the room, and there were paintings of flowers (as well as vases of real-life flowers, most of them a [i]hella[/i] pretty pink color) lining the walls. All in all, the parlor was sort of reminiscent to the vintage tropic-punk vibe from the Young family's mansion in [i]Crazy Rich Asians[/i]. Though the Lyntons didn't have a giant stuffed tiger mounted on a pedestal in a corner, unfortunately.

Lea watched as people began bringing in covered platters and trays and setting them down on the sideboards against the wall. One of the kitchen employees brought out the chocolate fountain, and Lea [i]squee[/i]-ed in delight-she L-O-V-E-D chocolate fountains, and besides. Contrary to popular belief, many varieties of high-quality chocolate didn't have milk in them! There were also scones and pastries and oatmeal and tea, plus eggs and bacon and stuff. And smoothies, and fruit, and cakes, and tarts, and bagels, and muffins. Yum!

Lea snagged herself an apple and helped direct the set-up process with the event manager. Once it was 10:45, most everything was ready. Lea sat down and made herself comfortable, before whipping out her phone and taking some pictures and videos for her two dozen social media accounts. She couldn't wait for everyone else to get there!