All eyes instantly turned towards the altar at Maxwell's words, Alex and the others finding the words to be preposterous. However, what they saw could only be classified as a catastrophe.
A man that could only be described by the word "majestic" sat atop the throne, as several women stood beside him, continuously showering him with praise. The man wore a crown atop his head, reflecting his awe-inspiring appearance in a glorious fashion, causing Sarah's jaw to drop immediately.
The women that stood beside the man seemed to be in love with him, as they directed flirtatious eyes towards him. The man, on the other hand, carried a dumb smile on his face, contradicting his kingly image.
"Did… did we miss it?" Eugene muttered dumbfoundedly, staring at the man incredulously. "And who the fuck is that?"