"Your majesty, You're most gracious sovereign"

Said Osprey the old skywing bowing, it was hard for him to as his crutches keep getting in his way, his wings are broken, tied up in metal frames

"It is in honor to be in your presence again, even in my poor condition, now, may I please kiss the royal hand?"

Osprey said in his low scratchy voice, no one in the throne room could tell if he was trying to make people feel sorry for him, or if he really is that devoted to the royalty