You walk with your head high, even as you're escorted by the men of the Ouma Kingdom.

You're your kingdom's main representative and coordinator, and you're far used to the tense atmosphere of approaching royalty.

However... this kingdom was more... odd.

For one, the knights that escorted you all had clown masks covering their faces. In fact, all of the staff that weren't royalty or important people did.

You've never seen a kingdom that felt so much like a circus.

But once you enter the throne room, you're even more taken aback.

Before you sits the prince of the kingdom. The queen and king had been out for quite some time, so you had to make arrangements to meet with him for now.

But he was... short. Incredibly so. Sitting at an unimpressive 5'1 with a black, intimidating cape draped around his shoulders... He sat sideways, his legs crossed over the armrest, his head resting agsinst his hand and a cocky smirk across his face. Well, it hardly screamed regal.

You stop in your tracks for a moment as you stand in the doorway, confusion making you falter.

Was he... truly the prince?

Before you have the time to contemplate it, he speaks up with an amused tone.

"Ahah!~ This must be the esteemed coordinator I'm supposed to meet!" He sits up, his face lighting up like an almost excited child. "Well, don't just stand there, silly! Come in!"