Following the usual protocol in the presence of a king, the four outsiders knelt before the throne showing reverence. The rustle of their thick clothes and the thud of their knees hitting the stone floor echoed clearly in the silent place.
Alicia stepped in front of the guests with elegant strides. She positioned herself to one side of the group, maintaining a very firm posture before her king.
She directed her gaze upward to look Ryan in the eyes for a brief second. It was a very subtle gesture that no one else in the room noticed. A slight and beautiful smile formed on her face upon seeing him sitting there, before she regained her usual serious expression.
"Starting from the right, this person is Delia," Alicia announced with a strong and professional tone of voice.
She extended her arm, directing her hand to point to the first woman kneeling in the row.
"Heroine from the kingdom of Varvylon, S-Class," Alicia informed everyone present.
