**Arrival of the Birds (Epic Orchestra)—Mathias Fritsche**
"Hmm… I guess I like that, cousin Elara."
Fortunately, Ember was spared having to respond to his words that crawled against her skin like a thousand soldier ants.
Lucen Belmore didn't call her 'cousin Elara' in the manner an actual cousin would. He called her cousin the same way a lion starved for months would circle a prey, while baring sharpened teeth in the form of a disguised smile.
"Announcing Her Royal Highness, the Princess Royal Elara Thorne," the chamberlain started in a voice that rang out loud and clear, "Daughter of the Huntsmen, grand princess of the Sea of the Andals, and the bearer of the obsidian crest."
"How dare they announce a mere princess before me?" The crown prince gritted, spittle flying from his mouth.
