The princess spoke faintly, "When you rejected the inheritance rights of my child, did you ever consider the sorrow in a mother's heart? Without my support, how could you have been worthy enough to ascend to the patriarch's position? Yet for one human woman, you would plunge our race into a state where even the successor cannot be of pure blood. How can you face our ancestors with such disgrace?"
As she spoke, the princess's right hand made a gesture in the air, and a silver wand materialized in her grasp. The silver wand was exceptionally dazzling, adorned with a silver Peacock's head on top, and behind the head, strand by strand, silver plumes fanned out, forming the shape of a peacock's tail in full display.
"In the name of the Peacock Demon Clan's Great Elder, I propose the Ceremonial Rite of the Hundred Birds Homage to the inheritor of the patriarch," she said as she held the wand aloft.