Public Execution!

[Guys shower me with gifts, golden tickets and stones, thanks]

[We Need to Get the highest stones and Golden tickets this week, Let's go Sparta!!]

[Hop into the discord group]

"What the hell is going on father?" 

The arrival of Prince Tristan, the only son of the elven king and a captain of the elite squad, added yet another layer of complexity to the unfolding situation. He entered the scene with an aura that commanded respect and conveyed both authority and power.

Distinguished by his royal bearing and the insignia of his elite squad, Prince Tristan was a formidable figure among the elven people. His presence alone was enough to hush the murmurs of the gathered crowd, and all eyes turned to him as he approached the king.

It was safe to say people respected him a lot, Alan observed the man who just arrived. Although he didn't know much about the prince, he knew one thing for a fact.