"It appears that our esteemed older brother intends to choose a prince to be at the funeral, among other things." A man reading the royal funeral invitation letter muttered with a hint of disdain in his voice. "He's truly an eyesore."
He sat at a round table in a small conference room with Martial Masters behind her. His clothes were extravagant and vibrant with multiple colors across their smooth and soft fabric, while his long, blue hair was tied in a bun, shining in the warm light of the evening sun that beamed through the windows of the conference room they were in.
On his honed chest was an amulet hanging from a necklace around his neck
One that bore the crest of the Kandrian Royal Family, as well as his own personal crest. The personal crest of Prince Raegard, the Human Prince. The human supremacist who believed that the homo martialus species was superior and ought to either exterminate or enslave the other races.
