West Kingdom, West Royal City, the royal castle's throne room.
"Hahaha, my son, your rivalry with that brat of the South Kingdom is still going? They sure are a tough bunch, which is why all you have to do is punch them harder!"
The King of the West Kingdom said with an iron fist and a grin on his face.
With wry smiles on their faces, the royal guards, servants, and the many family members of the West family just chuckled to themselves.
"I'll do my best to honor the name of West."
Kiernan said with his arms behind his back.
"Good! You'll be ruling this kingdom soon, so you must get stronger and tougher so the other kingdoms don't start bullying us!"
The King said.
"I will."
Kiernan bowed.
"Now… Let's have a feast!"
The King clapped his hands, and everyone retreated over to the dining hall with delicious food gathered on the long tables.
