Five years later, the main square of Florin City was filled as never before to hear the announcement of the great Prince Humperduck’s bride-to-be.
Humperduck: My ducks, a month from now, our country will have its five hundredth anniversary. On that sundown, I shall marry a lady who was once a commoner like yourselves. But perhaps you will not find her common now. Would you like to meet her? My ducks, the Princess Butterquack!
Butterquack’s emptiness consumed her. Although the law of the land gave Humperduck the right to choose his bride, she did not love him.