You decide that the feast will be as it should be and lavish gifts will be prepared to be taken to Dugda's parents back in Rycht.
501 AD, Spring
With great pomp and even greater jubilation, the entourage of Dugda, carried on a horse, symbol of wealth, arrives behind the wooden walls of your capital. The serfs and servants line to throw flowers at and put raven feathers in the caps of the visitors.
Princess Dugda arrives in your throne room shortly afterwards, led by much older man.
"I, Yohe, brother of King Herykk, give you his child, Dugda, to be your wife and mother of your children. Creator bless your upcoming marriage!"
The feast takes place the whole day and night, and when the moon begins its course due to the earth, you and Dugda recede to your bedchamber. She is young and pleasant to the eye, although shy and without any significantly big quality amongst her.
Perhaps her plainess guarantees prosperity for your family.
After a week's stay, the entourage begins its trek home, carrying chests filled with bronzes, irons and coins, the Treasurer shaking his head at this frivolty.
501 AD, Mid-Spring
"Floods, my liege! Floods! Farmlands inundated, fishing boats sunk." Advisor steps about in front of your table, agitated. "Although the Druids rightly believe the river waters will bring fertile soil and stir the fish to life, the truth remains that peoples living along the River are suffering. We've received several pleas for help, in writing and by messengers, my liege." With a sigh, he turns to you.
"I do not have to tell you, my liege, that our Treasury is nearly empty."
A) "But the people suffered enough in past years! Donate to the cause of rebuilding at once!"
B) "This time they must persevere on their own, I'm afraid!"