Riley glanced at the two princesses before offering them a warm, reassuring smile.
"Greetings, princesses. Please, speak freely. I am an open person and welcome any discussion with everyone," he said, his voice calm yet authoritative.
The moment he spoke, Princess Anya was the first to seize the opportunity.
She stepped forward gracefully, her flowing gown shimmering under the soft glow of the grand hall's lanterns.
Her demeanor was gentle, refined, and filled with a quiet elegance that reflected her noble upbringing.
"My people and I are deeply grateful for your presence in our lands, Saint Riley. You have brought stability and hope to our kingdom in ways we could have never imagined. Our only wish is for your continued prosperity and good health for thousands of years to come," she said with a sincere bow, her golden locks cascading over her shoulders.
Riley chuckled softly, the corners of his lips lifting into an amused smile.
