"King Lucien, you are finally here,"
The King of Avrilngle greeted them as soon as they arrived. He walked alongside his son, the future king, greeted them. "We have been waiting for your arrival since yesterday evening. Did you have a safe trip here?" His son also greeted them, had an easy smile to charm anyone to make them feel comfortable around him.
Lucien kept himself composed and straight. His usual cold demeanor didn't flatter for even a bit. With an emotionless tone, he replied, "We had to stop by nearby for merchandise. Besides, the weather wasn't right. It wouldn't be safe to sail my ships." He glanced at his side, introduced their mother, Maisie, and his sister, Persia, to the King of Avringle.
Persia shied away when the prince kissed his hand, greeted her, "It's nice to m
