"Duke Clareste and company have arrived!" The guard announced with a large volume, gathering everybody's attention in a flash.
Their eyes turned to them, every single stare as sharp as blades, wanting to pierce them mentally. Thankfully, all of them were prepared to face such a challenge, and bore the painful gazes without showing a change in expressions as they walked up to their assigned table.
The Clareste Dukedom was only one level lower than the King. Since there were no Grand Dukes, their status were only below the royals and above everyone else.
They were exempted from bowing down to the King.
"Long live Your Majesty the King," Alan made a simple salute, followed by the other four.
"My subject, do you know why you were summoned?" The King received the salute, but did not comply to the proprieties where he is supposed to instruct Alan to sit down.
