Kormwind X was coming back with their party when they came across a group panicking as one of theirs, one who was young for this, was clutching their chest barely able to breath. Their healer realized the attack was lungs trying to close, and knew what to do. -- Anon Guest
Touring the realm took a lot longer since Dad conquered his way from Earl to King. For the business of the realm to continue, he had to tour it in stages. And bring a lot of the business with him. The people had to at least see who was in charge, or you wound up with realms who thought they belonged to the wrong crown, and then all the taxes and laws turned into an enormous mess.
And showing himself around was good for public relations. Some people got an enormous kick out of meeting royalty, and would treasure the encounter for the rest of their lives.
Kormwind Arachis Felbourne Whitekeep, tenth of the name, had become a Prince before he could say the word. His parents had fought Giants and won. And he felt prouder of his accomplishments as an Adventurer than he did of wearing a special, golden gewgaw latched onto his horns. How shaking his hand or engaging in a brief conversation with him was a special event was a phenomenon that evaded his comprehension. He was not that special. Just incredibly lucky, and responsible for everything that happened in the lands that were now his.
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