The king proceeded to elucidate the intricacies of the situation with great care and precision. His voice resonated through the grand hall, commanding attention as he unveiled the truth.
"In truth, my esteemed guests, the rightful heir to the second kingdom, both it's first and last, is none other than my son, Prince Elmond Arthur."
Prince Elmond, having been seated on the floor, rose with deliberate composure, gently brushing off the accumulation of dust from his attire with the palm of his hand. Inhaling deeply, he stood upright, exuding an air of regal poise. His gaze turned towards us, his visitors, his countenance still bearing a hint of anger, yet unwavering in his determination to extend a formal welcome.
"I am Prince Elmond Arthur, and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. As you can discern, I assume the mantle of the second kingdom's heir."
