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Meanwhile, Yuan returned to his seat without even looking at the newcomer and sat beside his wives, and seeing this Grace smiled at him proudly.
With a contemptuous expression on his face, Holy Son gave the newcomer a look that made it obvious that he was annoyed by his presence in the chamber.
'Why must this Lionheart bastard have to appear now? His very presence raises my blood pressure! He even went so far as to make fun of me in front of everyone who was cheering on this impudent guy!' Holy Son Arthur was attempting to control his growing rage.
"Your Royal Highness," King Richard spoke first, his voice laden with reverence as he addressed the newcomer. "It is an absolute to have you grace us with your presence."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!