Eric
"His Majesty arrives." The announcer informed as I entered the royal court. The congregation rose to their feet to welcome the presence of their would-be king, Someone they could look up to and adore, Someone who would protect them. I wiped away the bead of sweat that had formed on my forehead. I turned back momentarily to my brother and the royal advisor whose note I was to give the people today.
I needed to be strong. If not for me, For them. I took a deep breath and walked up to the table. I paused and examined the expression written on their faces before beginning.
"We all know the tragedy that happened yesterday. We are here to mourn the loss of one our own, A daughter of the white owl, Lady Emilia. She was a woman of valor and she will never be forgotten. I urge you all to st
