"Alright, everyone. Thank you for coming to this party. I hope you're all in good spirits."
A voice rang out from the center of the hall, instantly drawing the attention of every guest present.
All eyes turned to Prime Minister Roswell, who was clearly acting as the host for the evening.
"Well then, let's not waste any time. Please welcome His Majesty, Emperor Ragan!"
As soon as Roswell finished speaking, he stepped aside, making way for the emperor's entrance.
From the side entrance—grander than even the main doors—Emperor Ragan emerged before the guests.
Tall and broad-shouldered, he wore a gleaming golden robe and a majestic crown atop his head.
With every step, he radiated authority and resolve, compelling the guests to instinctively bow their heads.
Upon reaching Prime Minister Roswell's side, the guests placed their left hands over their chests and bowed in unison.
"Long life to you, Your Majesty!"
Their voices rose in unison, echoing even beyond the palace walls.
