Ritz…
"Your Majesty, everything's ready," a servant said, and with the king's nod, he swiftly bowed and retreated, leaving the monarch alone in the room.
Alistair of Ritz looked out the open transom to the gathering of the crowd below. Unlike the previous gathering of the same size, the throng today was without accusing glares of hatred on their faces. They had long since accepted that their Princess perished due to the nobles' greed and ambition, and were now avid supporters of the reigning king:
Alistair of Ritz, the Returner to Ancestry of Perun, the King of Heaven.
The event was like a huge festival at an international level. Royalties from different parts of the world came, and those who couldn't be there in person sent representatives.
