Man: Clear a path there! Please! Clear a path! Clear a path!
Adward: Sibling! Trouble! Where could you be?
King Anna: Adward! Express gratitude toward God you are come.
Adward: What in heaven's name made you figure I couldn't, Father?
King Anna: No, I never questioned you, yet others… our own most youthful sibling escaped to Mercia.
Adward: He was consistently the pipsqueak of the litter. Our folks ought to have suffocated him upon entering the world. Where could the barbarians presently be?
King Anna: Only one, maybe two days away.
Adward: And your powers are prepared and furnished?
King Anna: Indeed, in the event that you are prepared to lead them.
Adward: I would respect it a significant privilege, Father, to guard our realm and our country.
Vortex: And there is no man better,
