(Maybe they thought they should get a bit of a holiday? I mean, even royalty can't work all the time. XD)
As the guards moved on, Gwen caught a glimpse of the royalty. It was a young woman, with blond hair and pale skin. Gwen's eyes widened. Why did the woman seem so familiar? She had no idea. "Shark, who is that?" she asked, pointing.
Elena was moving through the crowds, her gaze mostly down. Then a thin voice made her look up, and when she saw who had called she paled. This little girl!... "Gwen!" she exclaimed, but her voice was lost in the crowds. Elena's knees felt like they would buckle, but she was pushed on. "Gwendolyn!"
(Oh, and...
Gwendolyn!)