A royal attendant stepped forward, bowing deeply before the throne.
"Your Majesty, I bring news—Princess Ellyna has arrived."
King Lioness III, seated upon his grand throne, remained composed. His golden eyes gleamed with quiet authority, his unwavering posture radiating the presence of a ruler whose wisdom and strength commanded respect.
"Very well," he said, his voice steady yet carrying the weight of his station.
"Ensure that she is received properly. Let no formalities be overlooked."
The attendant bowed once more, hand over chest.
"As you command, Your Majesty."
The King's expression softened slightly, though his regal demeanor remained intact.
"She has been away for some time. Let us see how much she has grown."
King Lioness III shifted his gaze toward his royal advisor, his golden eyes calm yet firm.
"If she has arrived, inform her that I shall await her in my chambers." His tone carried no urgency, only the quiet weight of expectation.
