Underestimated

The king's expression hardened. He didn't appreciate the prince's tone, but he knew the rules. He kept his voice even as he replied.

"This is merely an opening round. The first prince will compete when his opponents are more worthy."

Gasps rippled through the audience.

Ebere's smirk wavered slightly at the unintentional slight, but the real damage was done to Prince Azmira's pride.

Mocking whispers spread among the royals.

"Did he actually expect to race against the first prince?"

"Not even the second prince, maybe the fourth at best."

"And they sent him a princess instead? He's not even seen as competition!"

The prince's jaw clenched. He could feel the laughter from the surrounding royals, their amusement barely concealed.

Even some nobles from his own kingdom shifted uncomfortably, humiliated by the blatant disregard for their prince's ability.