third person
Before the sun could fully bless Silverreach, the people were already calling for the blood of their future king. The king's court had never been this full. All eyes turned to the door, and the silence that cut through the room was sharper than the best blades within the kingdom and beyond. Even the Southern royals had joined. They were all skeptical. They all wanted answers to the sudden outburst. They all wanted to know why the crown prince's name was now treated like a curse.
King Aldric sat on his mighty throne, and for the first time everyone noticed the absence of the figure behind him. Kebel never missed court unless he was sick, but ever since his recovery, he had been seen around the kingdom. Now he was absent.
