The area echoed with the sound of Siverra's powerful voice as he addressed the assembled crowd. "Prince Henix. You will be under my guidance starting today," he proclaimed, his words ringing out with an air of authority.
His eyes darted over to the foreign prince, assessing him coolly. 'I can't have a foreign prince running around without any supervision,' he thought with good reason, his mind racing with the possibilities of what could go wrong if left unchecked.
Prince Henix, ever the obedient subject, swiftly got onto his knees and held his head down in front of Siverra. His body quivered with anticipation, the weight of his new responsibilities settling heavily upon him.
Siverra turned his head to Jeran, and he met his gaze with a nod of agreement. The two were of like minds, a formidable force to be reckoned with. Jeran looked back to the group, his eyes scanning over each and every member.
