Bella is catching up on emails. It amuses her to agree to play the role of royalty at this random Renaissance faire that had the audacity to ask her if she'd be so kind to guest-star for a day, so she's telling them she'll do it presuming no emergencies come up and they don't give her excessively absurd lines to say.
"Celtic metal it is." Off they meander to the correct stage, arriving a few minutes early, in plenty of time to get front-row seats while the band is setting up. One of the band members is trying to attract more audience, and immediately hits upon the royal attendance as a selling point to holler into the passing crowds ("Come on, you tasteless louts, even you can see that we're good enough for Their Majesties!"). Present the instruments are arranged, the seats are filled and there are more people standing in the back craning their necks, and the music begins. It is both Celtic and metal.
After two songs, there's a bit of patter by the same person who was yelling at people to come see the show while someone straps her bagpipes on. During this he double-takes at Her Majesty Queen Annabelle. "- speaking of musical influences, is it just me or does Her Majesty on the left over there look like Ripper from Wretched? Nina, do you see it?" Nina (the one with the bagpipes) nods.
"Love to!" he says, and kisses Bella on the cheek, and makes his way up to the stage.
It is even more fun than the rest of the faire, and the rest of the faire has been pretty damn fun already.
He blows a kiss toward the stage as he resumes his seat next to Bella, then hugs her and beams through the rest of the set.
The band members come off the stage after they pack up, and shake Ripper's hand, and Bella's too. "Thanks, man," says the singer to Ripper.
Bella giggles. [Not going to tell him about the solo album in the works?]