Prince Alexander Herald von Triesenberg was the fourth prince of the Empire of Triesenberg who was banished from the Empire of Triesenberg for the crime that he didn’t commit. On their way to the island where he would be banished, a powerful storm swept through and sank the ship. Alexander drowned and at the moment, he thought he died from drowning. However, when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the shore of a sandy beach and a floating interface before his eyes.
"Your Highness, this is Commander Kagiso from the Matalebe Tribe," Lord Reginald introduced, his voice echoing slightly in the spacious office.
Prince Theodore Triesenberg, seated behind the large wooden desk, looked up from the documents he had been reviewing. His sharp blue eyes locked onto Kagiso, assessing him with a mix of curiosity and authority.
"Commander Kagiso," Prince Theodore repeated. He set aside the papers in front of him and leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers as he regarded the Matalebe warrior. "I've heard much about your tribe and your struggle. It's an honor to finally meet you."
Kagiso stood tall, meeting the prince's gaze without flinching. "The honor is mine, Your Highness," he replied, his voice steady. "Though I must admit, I am here with more questions than answers."