The King's Arrival

"Your Majesty, it is time." A voice came from behind which brought the three out of their individual thoughts.

King Ophire recognized the voice of his steward and nodded his head as it was now time for him to make his entrance to this banquet.

Alternating his gaze between the two youngsters, he patted their heads with a warm smile.

"Stay alert. I will quiz you when the banquet ends." He reminded them and turned around after seeing them nod in acceptance.

The two Princes, though from different generations, then watched as the King of Rosenhyde exited the balcony where they had been until now and would be heading towards the entrance of the banquet hall.

"So Uncle has been doing this for many years now?" Fritzen inquired once the footsteps of his father and the steward faded as they walked away into the distance.

Draco turned his emerald eyes from the balcony's entrance and looked at his little nephew then nodded his head.