“This is all impressive!” Logan praises totally excited to be there, in the hall there was a long table all decorated. A chair called attention to its details in gold and its red colors. Jordan, even scared, felt the same way.
“ Marcos, take their bags to the house where they will stay” orders Melker
“ Yes, Your Majesty,” he says, bowing as he takes his bags and leaves the hall.
“ Feel free! I thought Anamali would come with her guardian.” Comment sitting in the main chair.
“She's been training with my mother.” Explains, sitting on the spot next to Melker.
“Ah, yes, the first lady of the Moon” commented with a smile.
“Father!” A child runs in and hugs him.
“Nicklas! My son, where have you been? These are our guests, Logan, the heir of the prophecy and his friend Jordan.” It presents.
“An heir? Like my brothers?” he asks with a curious look.
“Yes, my son, and they will spend a few days here and that's why I ask you to be kind” he instructs.