Ninth Prince Leon and Seraphina stood together, their expressions a mixture of pride and frustration. The grand arena buzzed with excitement and chatter, but James's victory dominated most conversations. His rise from commoner to genius swordsman was the kind of story that resonated deeply with the masses, overshadowing even the most noble and prestigious backgrounds.
"Hmm, where did this James come from? He's taken all the spotlight," Leon grumbled, unable to hide his irritation. "Apollo's performance was exceptional, and now it feels like it's being overshadowed by a commoner."
Seraphina placed a comforting hand on Leon's shoulder, her eyes reflecting a shared sentiment. "I understand how you feel, Leon. But we can't deny that James's story is inspiring to many. It's the kind of narrative that captures people's hearts—rising from nothing to stand among the elite."
