The main engagent hall fell into an imdiate hush as Forr King Brylon made his entrance. In everyone's eyes, it was evident that the forr king was not in good health, judging from how he moved forward.
Observing this, a voice murmured from one of the tables.
"It appears that the rumours about the forr king eting an untily demise after the royal engagent were true," a guest remarked, a sigh escaping his lips.
"Yes, it seems to be the case. In the blink of an eye, one of the forr Major Clans has now been reduced to ruins," another guest added, nodding in agreent.
A servant guided him forward, and he followed steadily until he finally reached his seat. Under their scrutinizing gazes, they observed the Clan Head of the now-ruined Crystalforge Clan and the Forr King of the Prisrian Kingdom taking his place, pretending to appear absentminded as though he wasn't aware that he had beco the object of everyone's attention.
"King of the Prisrian Kingdom and Clan Head of the Gemheart Clan, Garnet Gemheart; Queen of the Prisrian Kingdom and Clan Mistress of the Gemheart Clan, Elara Gemheart; Prince of the Prisrian Kingdom and Gemheart Clan's young heir, Zephyrion Gemheart, have arrived!"
The Master of Ceremonies spoke loudly once more, announcing the arrival of the royal family and the current leading clan of the Four Major Clans.
As the royal family made their way through the entrance, the Master of Ceremonies exhaled in relief before quickly wiping off his sweat and discreetly moving towards the corner of the main engagent hall.
He only revealed himself when necessary, ensuring he avoided attracting too much attention by remaining discreet. With tension palpable in the main engagent hall, standing out in a room filled with many influential individuals would be foolish.
anwhile, the guests stood up in respect, welcoming the royal family.
The king was adorned in a splendid regal attire, featuring a dazzling blue shirt embellished with carefully crafted gems and diamonds.
He paired it with black pants and a thick, wide red coat with black edges that hung near and over his shoulders. Prince Zephyrion, on the other hand, wore a pair of black pants with a red shirt adorned with various dazzling crimson gems and crystals.
anwhile, the Queen of the current Prisrian kingdom wore an extrely short gown that showcased her dazzling green panties, tightly secured around her plump buttocks.
Her gown was as short as those of every woman present, reflecting their status and standing in the current Prisrian kingdom.
The royal family soon arrived at their seats. As they took their positions, King Garnet picked up a wine glass from his table and turned around to address everyone in the room.
"I'd like to express my gratitude to every one of you for joining us today to celebrate the engagent of the crowned Prince of the Prisrian Kingdom," King Garnet declared, raising his glass high. "Before the bride's entrance, let's commorate the new era that has dawned upon us. Above all, I lift this cup to the Luminaris Clan, the Quartzwraith Clan, the Prismaflow Clan, and my Gemheart Clan, now collectively known as the Four Major Clans. Here's to all the other clans and families within the Prisrian Kingdom. May Naka guide and protect us until the day we depart this world to et him," he concluded.
Owen Luminous, the head of the Luminaris Clan, and the rest of the Luminaris mbers raised their glasses in agreent, nodding as Owen spoke loudly, "A toast to the new changes that have co upon the Prisrian Kingdom!"
The Quartzwraith Clan readily joined the gesture.
In sync with the rest, the Prismaflow Clan raised their glasses high, contributing to the collective cheer that echoed through the air.
Forr King Brylon, on the other hand, maintained his composure, casually sipping his drink as he gazed into the distance, seemingly oblivious to the festivities unfolding around him.
Observant eyes couldn't help but notice his detached deanour, prompting sighs and headshakes from onlookers.
After all, if their fate was also sealed, they shared a similar indifference towards the thoughts and intentions of others.
King Garnet, however, couldn't suppress an inward snicker of annoyance.
He quickly shifted his focus back to the lively crowd, determined not to let his mood be tarnished.
After a few monts, King Garnet responded with an agreeable nod, a wide grin spreading across his face as he enthusiastically downed the fruit wine in a single gulp. Setting the empty glass back on the table, he turned his attention back to the crowd.
Abruptly, a servant hurried toward King Garnet, delivering a hushed ssage. Once the information was conveyed, she promptly retreated.
"Hahah!! Excellent!! It appears the bride has finally made her entrance," King Garnet bood with laughter, the sound echoing through the hall. Sensing an intense gaze, he glanced briefly at Forr King Brylon before snorting softly and redirecting his focus forward to address the guests.
"Now, without further ado, we shall comnce the engagent banquet," As King Garnet spoke, he openly gestured for Zephyrion to stand up from his seat.
Zephyrion joyfully rose from his seat and joined King Garnet at his side. Clearing his throat, King Garnet addressed the crowd, "Everyone, if you would, kindly stand and join in welcoming the wife-to-be, the Crystalforge Clan's heir, and the future crowned Princess of the Prisrian Kingdom, Crystalia Crystalforge."
As King Garnet's voice faded, each guest slowly rose to their feet, welcoming the forr Princess of the Prisrian Kingdom, who would be reclaiming her previous position, this ti as the wife of the Crowned Prince.
While most were aware that this engagent served to tether the Crystalforge Clan under the control of the Gemheart Clan, as the Gemheart Clan hadn't yet exterminated the Crystalforge bloodline, the guests, especially those from the Four Major Clans, acknowledged the forr Princess with a nod of respect. Despite her now being a re chess piece, she still held the title of Princess of the Prisrian Kingdom.
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