"As you already know, we are being honored by the presence of our long-lost Prince, His Highness Valen Valmeier Sil Seahl, the grandson of Princess Yuralein Sil Seahl,"
Mother! Mother! Could you open a hole beneath my feet and let me drop down? Or you might want to invite me to your abode? Please?
My back might be straightened, and my face might look calm, but I was screaming inside--could you just say I'm a guest named Valen instead of all that flowery title?
Natha was definitely enjoying it, though, holding back his laugh in his seat while Jade was clapping its wing on his shoulder.
Tiralein, who was introducing me, patted my shoulder and continued. "But our Little Prince here is still young and quite shy, so please be mindful when you approach him."
