"...As you've seen, Owen, there's Oliver, Finn, and Chrisman," the king began.
"Oliver, deluded and misguided, has committed unforgivable treason. He's lucky to be alive, but his eligibility for the throne is unquestionably gone."
Owen remained silent, anticipating the king's performance.
"The internal troubles don't end there; there are many others... but let's not dwell on each of them."
"Let's talk about external threats. I've received intelligence that the Seapine Kingdom seems to be in cahoots with the beast race, poised to invade our Laine Kingdom. We are at constant risk of war... Alas..."
"These years have been challenging for the Laine Kingdom!"
Owen's eyebrows twitched, thinking to himself, "What does this mean? Does he want me to investigate these matters?"
The king turned, his gaze intense as he looked at Owen: "Would Your Highness be interested in carving out a legacy in the human kingdoms?"
