A guy, a King from two Kingdoms over was chatting away towards Morganna. She laughed at some of his words and even questioned some of his words but little did he know, it was too late to impress her. The Gods knew that she wanted to tell him that but she kept it to herself but whenever she made her announcement, he was going to be for a slight surprise. "Pardon me." Morganna said towards the man, who was already a King then stood up and walked around the table. Her eyes peered at every male present, offering some of them smiles but she was really seeing if they were done with their meals or almost finished.
It was then she heard someone, a male, that he guessed that the wine will do and Morganna stopped in her tracks and eyed him. It was brief as she continued her trek and went back over to her seat now with Randolph by her side. "If you all will follow me to the throne room, I would like to go ahead and make the announcement on who the new King will be." Without a moment going by, she turned heel and made a small trek towards the throne room after Randolph opened the double doors. She entered the room with such grace and elegance that no one rarely knew that she had. She stood perched by her throne while beside her was an empty throne with a crown fit for a King upon it.
Once everyone filled the room and Randolph silenced them with a clap of his hands, she cleared her throat and talked loud enough for everyone to hear her. "I want to thank all of you for your presences and participation of the games that have been played. You guys are the last ones standing and for that, you are all winners but only one of you can be King. King of Castillian." She waited to see if any of them were going to applaud but no one did. They weren't going to cheer for their future King either or so it seemed like to her.
"Well, I guess I should not waste anymore time." Morganna stated as she heard murmurs coming from the lads before her now. "Can Lord Marten come up, please?" The Lord made his way up to her excitedly as he knelt before her and she smirked, knowing to herself that he wasn't exactly her pick for King but she made him and everyone else think so. "You are not my pick for King but my pick to spend some time in the dungeon. Remember your remark to me? 'I'll fuck you and you will give me an heir'. Is that what you said?" Morganna mentioned before everyone but Marten pleaded his case as she shook her hand towards. "Take him away. I'll decide on his punishment later."
Once everything settled down, she clasped her hands together and placed them in front of her with a smile forming among her lips. "And now, your future King is..." Silence filled the room now as many men leaned in with slight intrigue. The suspense filling up the room now. "Please welcome Melydr Meadowbrook, King of Castillian." She stated. Morganna leaned over and grabbed the King's crown, waiting for Meldyr to stand before her. When he was standing in front of her, she would place the crown onto the top of his head and curtsy towards him.
"Grace us with a speech, Your Majesty?" Morganna practically insisted as she waited to see what he was exactly going to do and what was going to happen.