Scared nearly half to death by a charm he hadn't even known was there (or hadn't yet been observant enough to notice), the message was read, loud and clear. Of course, in a dream, there would be an invitation from a princess to a tea party. What sounded about normal, as far as he could tell.
Sure, Harry was still getting his bearings, and could probably stand to figure things out like where he was staying, if he knew anyone here, what exactly brought him here, etc (having been awfully busy, he still hadn't even met the host! Awkward!).
But then again, who could turn down a tea party?
Having straightened himself up as much as possible, he wasted little time hurrying along until the starkly empty landscape gave way to a brightly-colored town, and the equally-colorful castle peering over all of it.
He would've been a liar if he said he wasn't giddy at the opportunity, no matter how bizarre, but he tried to play it as cool as possible as he drew closer, spotting a tall woman in what may have been the pinkest dress he'd ever seen in his entire life. Meeting the royalty right away! He was really moving up in the world.
A short wave, and he hurried over, the grin on his face turning a bit sheepish as he approached.
"Hi! Are you Princess Peach, from the message earlier?" (Did he feel ridiculous asking? Absolutely! But considering there could've been other royal family members, better safe than sorry and all that.)
A hand offered to shake. "Harry! Nice to meet you," A short pause, and the gears visibly turned a notch in his head, before he quickly tacked on, "Your Highness."
Harry Du Bois
Sure, Harry was still getting his bearings, and could probably stand to figure things out like where he was staying, if he knew anyone here, what exactly brought him here, etc (having been awfully busy, he still hadn't even met the host! Awkward!).
But then again, who could turn down a tea party?
Having straightened himself up as much as possible, he wasted little time hurrying along until the starkly empty landscape gave way to a brightly-colored town, and the equally-colorful castle peering over all of it.
He would've been a liar if he said he wasn't giddy at the opportunity, no matter how bizarre, but he tried to play it as cool as possible as he drew closer, spotting a tall woman in what may have been the pinkest dress he'd ever seen in his entire life. Meeting the royalty right away! He was really moving up in the world.
A short wave, and he hurried over, the grin on his face turning a bit sheepish as he approached.
"Hi! Are you Princess Peach, from the message earlier?" (Did he feel ridiculous asking? Absolutely! But considering there could've been other royal family members, better safe than sorry and all that.)
A hand offered to shake. "Harry! Nice to meet you," A short pause, and the gears visibly turned a notch in his head, before he quickly tacked on, "Your Highness."