It was a perfect night.
A night of honor and celebration. A night where, for just a short time, we were able to free ourselves from the concerns of mortals and live in simple joy and celebration of the King who chose us.
Félix is ours, and you can’t have him.
Ours, because we claimed him. Ours, because he chose us back.
It’s nights like last night that allow us a glimpse into a perfect world, one where we have heroes we love and who love us back. It’s nights like last night that give us the chance to bask in a perfect moment and celebrate our beloved King.