Alfraed stepped into the majestic throne room, the grand space stretching out before him like a canvas painted with opulence and power. His companions, Mikaela and Alana, followed closely behind, their presence a blend of support and strength. As his foot touched the polished marble floor for the first time, a swell of accomplishment surged within him; he felt every bit deserving of this moment, as if the very air thickened with his rightful claim to stand before the king.