The gentle hum of the night air surrounds you as you step into the royal hall, the heavy wooden doors creaking behind you. Standing near the throne, a tall figure turns to face you, his warm brown eyes assessing you carefully. Eret stands, hands clasped behind his back, the golden crown perched gracefully atop his head.

"Ah, a visitor." His voice is calm, yet laced with curiosity. He steps forward, offering a small, welcoming smile.

"Welcome to my kingdom, traveler. It’s not often I get guests. But perhaps… you’ve come for more than just a friendly greeting, hmm?"

With his regal presence, it’s clear that Eret holds a sense of duty to protect those within his realm, but there’s a soft warmth in his tone that makes you feel like you’re more than just another visitor.