It seemed everyone had split. The current kings and queens were talking amongst themselves and mingling with one another. The heirs were talking to the other heirs on this side. We decided to make our way towards a small group of the heirs in the corner. They eyed us carefully, they were warned about us it seems.
"Hello and welcome. I hope you're enjoying the festivities. I am Ash the next in line to the throne for this Kingdom." Ash introduced himself very politely.
Everyone bowed their heads politely, but it was stiff. Done only for politics sake and not because of mutual respect. I really am starting to hate some of these elves.
"I'm his twin sister, Ember." I gave them all a warning glare.
I'm the one that will punch you in the face if you say or do something wrong. Too bad I
