Inside the grand throne room, Adric and Oriana, refreshed and dressed in their regal attire, sat on the throne. The room was bathed in the warm glow of morning sunlight and an eerie silence. Assembled before them were all the ministers of the royal court.
"Welcome back, Your Majesty! We are happy to see you have returned victorious," one of the ministers decided to speak up, breaking the tense silence.
Adric's eyes lazily settled on the minister who had spoken, before moving on to the others.
"I'm interested to know if you attended my funeral..."
The minister cleared his throat. "Your Majesty... it was... we all..."
"You're right." Adric nodded. "You all attended my funeral, but what? Happy to see that I've returned? Bring another joke, and I will laugh at it." His voice dripped with disdain as he sneered at all the ministers.
