The Crown Prince of the Hellan Kingdom looked at the mirror with a serious expression. Behind him, several of his aides were holding different ceremonial clothes, all of which were made from the finest materials, and made by the best tailors of the Kingdom.
"Those clothes look perfect on you, Your Highness," Prince Lionel's right hand man said with admiration.
"Are you sure?" Prince Lionel turned his head in an anxious manner. "Will this really be good, or should I change clothes once again?"
"Your Highness, believe me when I say that your clothes are perfect. There's no need to change anything."
"Mmm."
Prince Lionel's right hand man was doing his best to keep the smile on his face from breaking. The Prince had already spent two hours in front of the mirror to find the most appropriate clothes he could wear in order to receive the special guests that would be arriving in a few hours.