The sun rose, and the day of the Trial of Kings arrived. Wain woke up early, making his way to the main hall of the Frostspire Citadel's castle ahead of schedule. To his surprise, most of the kings were already gathered there, and hundreds of nobles had come to spectate the event.
"Look, it's the one who rides the dragon as a mount!"
"What was his name again? Azztar Echo?"
"I heard all fifty of his guards are at 5th grade!"
"But he is a southerner..."
Voices echoed through the hall, and many eyes turned toward Wain right upon his entrance. The rumors about him had spread faster than he had anticipated. However, Wain paid them no mind. He positioned himself near the other kings in the center of the hall and patiently awaited the arrival of the late Emperor's Counselor, who was responsible for overseeing the event.
In the meantime, he observed the other kings, assessing their strength, while listening to the whispers filling the room.