But there wasn't a hustle and bustle, the area aroung the walls of the castle weren't buzzing with excitement, instead, there was a deadly silence that stretched for miles. All were waiting for the news...
"This day hosts a great sadness for all," said the speaker, "the king and queen are dead. (A sharp gasp uttered by the listeners followed.) They were both good and kind and generous," the speaker continued, "But all is not lost!"
"All is not lost," uttered the poorfolk among themselves.
"The good King and Queen have left an heir. An heir I tell you!" the speaker started to shout.
"An heir!" repeated the poorfolk. And then the speaker held a small child of four years into the air. "
AN HEIR!" he shouted, "LONG LIVE QUEEN TIELA!"
"LONG LIVE QUEEN TIELA!" shouted all.
