The grand banquet hall of the royal palace of Heartgrasp Empire was a sight to behold. It was adorned with shimmering tapestries of deep crimson and gold, each one telling a story of the kingdom's rich history. Enormous crystal chandeliers hung from the high vaulted ceilings, casting a warm and inviting glow over the room.
Long, polished oak tables stretched across the length of the hall, lined with glistening silverware and fine porcelain plates. Many guests, nobles from across the realm, were engaged in lively conversation, seated around the tables, as they savored the exquisite dishes prepared by the palace's renowned chefs.
Prince Lucian, the First Prince of the Heartgrasp Empire, casually leaned against a table with a confident smirk on his lips. "Dear brother," he began, looking at his younger sibling, Darian, "I heard Count Ervin had recently caused you some troubles."
