The man smiled softly and backed away from the princess, giving her some space.
Victoria watched him closely as he walked over to the throne, sitting down heavily in it. The sound of the wood cracking echoed throughout the empty throne room as he placed his elbows on the arm rests.
His gaze drifted from the corner of the room towards Victoria, his eyes full of a familiar warmth.
"Just do what you can," he murmured softly before turning back towards the center of the room.
Victoria swallowed hard and nodded again before looking into the audience chamber once more.
In the middle of the room, a large group of people was gathered around a small podium. Each person was wearing a different outfit and each had a different expression on their face.
She recognized several of them as import
