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Eric approached the throne room and saw everyone was already waiting. His father and mother had already assumed their thrones while Damian occupied the one which formerly belonged to him. Eric understood that as tradition since Damian was the eldest to the throne, and so he quietly settled down in another not so glamourous royal seats, next to Anna. He locked gazes with her, and she smiled at him something like a seductive smile. Eric forced a smile and looked away, only to notice his brother Damian was staring at them. Eric moved his gaze from his brother too and rather searched the room for Anna’s father. As strange as it may appear, Mr Jones was still nowhere to be found in this gathering that assembled before the raised dais. The gathering itself was very quiet as ears itched to hear