"The Crown of the ruler…" Esdras repeated out of surprise.
"Yes, the one and only." The Prince seriously nodded.
"What kind of lame name is that?" Esdras suddenly asked.
"What? What are you—"
"I mean, why not call something else, how about the crown of kings? Now that sounds much better don't you think?"
"Eh… well, I never really thought about it all that much, but traditionally it's a… good name…"
"If it's a good name why are you looking away!"
"It's not something that I have the ability to change in the first place! Anyway that's not the point why aren't you surprised?!"
"I was surprised but that name, it kind of took me out of it…"
The Crown of the ruler, although it sounded awkward, this was no simple royal relic.
It was shrouded in mystery as it only became publicly know was around two hundred years ago. It was only worn by the kings of Elbrim during their coronation.
And then it would be taken off.
Except for one time.