บท 1507: Too Late!

Boum. Boum. Boum. Boum. Boum. 

Suddenly, the drums played softly. And the royal announcer had a big smile on his face. 

"Announcing, the Crown Prince of Titarian, the future ruler, His Highness Gregory Ghoul the 3rd!!!"

The thunderous announcement caused a deep pause to engulf the scene. 

Some forgot to breathe, others forgot to blink, while some stared with widened yet awe-struck mouths, watching the majestic younger appear. 

So mighty!!!!

The Crown prince wore a golden attire with a long dark Green cape with black outlines.

In his hands were 2 short golden sticks/staffs. 

Step by step, the youngster marched out, holding the short staffs in a cross-like manner over his chest. 

"Your Highness!"

The esteemed guests went down on one knee. And everyone else in the crowd did the same too.

Well, everyone knelt... Except for Gregory and his special guard.