[center][color=burlywood][h2]Niklas Mark König[/h2][/color]
[h3][color=salmon]Prince of Königreich der Welten[/color][/h3][/center]

Three precise knocks came from the door, abruptly tearing Niklas from his thoughts. He neatly turned to the door as he responded, letting the knocker know that he was welcome. A few moments later, the door opened, revealing Hauptmann Adam Adlersflügel- "Captain Eagle's Wing." 

The man stood at attention, reporting, "Sir, we are required in ten minutes. Are we prepared?" 

The soldier's stiff poise and flawless respect gave away his origins- the forty-year-old man had lived to be Niklas's bodyguard since he was born, though he had mostly been in the background for most of his career. His family were somewhat unknown, but had been loyal to the König family for generations, their soldiers alternately becoming generals and bodyguards. Adam was an average man, and was his bodyguard for that reason- he is forgotten easily and can blend in the background, with the temperament of a brick- whether you leave him or alone, or try to kill him, he's cool and chill all throughout.

[color=salmon]"Appreciate the warning, Adlers. Yes, I'll be right out."[/color]

He finished his preparations- already dressed in his own personal dress. A white button-up collared shirt, black slacks with a red strike down one leg, from top to bottom, a black vest, and an olive-green Weltarmee formal dress jacket, with Hauptscharfuhrer (Master Sergeant) ranking insignias displayed, as well as the Königreich Royal crest- a flag of the nation, being held by the Golden Eagle. Underneath the vest went the leather strips, connecting a small scabbard and holster to sit just under and before his left arm- his own handgun, a H&K P2000SK, and a smaller combat knife, normally standard for the boot-scabbards in infantrymen combat dress.

Both had been cleared by the Aciras monarchy; he didn't know if the other nations were allowed to be armed, but then again, everyone else was civilian- he was the only military royalty that he knew of. He glanced at the stack of manilla folders on his bed, spread out in a half-circle, from where he had sat, studying them. Each one had information about one of the many princes or princesses attending the Aciras gathering. He knew what to expect.

So he fixed his jacket, made sure the leather was unnoticeable and the slight bulge of the handgun nearly imperceptable- nearly, but not quite, he wanted the sharper, smarter, more observant ones to know that he was, in fact, armed- and pulled on the military-grade formal dress gloves, somewhat thin white leather gloves. He was therefore trusted a good bit by Aciras and its monarchy, and likely with a great deal of favor or power. He'd slip his handgun to his bodyguard later, before engaging in any conversation, as per agreement with Aciras.

Checking his fancy-shoes that he didn't have a name for, other than being the Mighty Discomforters, he turned back to Adlers. He strode out the doorway, Adam making way for him and reaching for the doorknob, and the soft [i]clunk[/i] of the door closing behind him.

As he strode down the hallways and corridors to the main entrance to the Aciras palace, he contemplated the ever-so-slight signs and tells that the King and Queen had given. He delivered the news that his father, as Chancellor (Or König, among the most formal of settings), was occupied elsewhere (as he usually was), and risked the displeasure of the Aciras government. But they waved it off, content that his father claimed to be coming in a week's time, after the situation had been handled, whatever it may be. 

But besides that, he had only been there for a day, and had been in his room during that time, studying his files and only coming out to have a short dinner with the Royal family, prior to the grand day of the royal gathering, introducing himself to the royalty and meeting them in kind. 

As a manservant met him partway and escorted him to the entrance, he figured that, all in all, things were well in hand and he was prepared.

Moving to push the door open himself, but being intercepted by Alders and having the door pushed open for him, he took the four steps outside, stopped, and took a deep breath. He turned to the King and Queen of Aciras, flashed a smile and bowed to them, giving them the proper respect. Satisfied that the unusual circumstance had its fill of protocol, he turned to the lawn stretching in front of him. 

He turned again only to inspect Princess Raven, as she emerged from the palace. He returned her smile, and mouthed a compliment to her- [i]"You look beautiful"[/i]- followed by a hand gesture- index and thumb touching, the rest of his fingers raised up, what was known as [i]good[/i] or [i]good job.[/i].

Adlers cleared his throat, and Niklas turned towards him, next, who was standing opposite of the Royal family on his flank. He raised his eyebrows at the man, who promptly raised his eyebrows back, a warning glance. His father had made it clear to him, though, in private- Königreich needed the favor, though it would never be admitted to anyone but Niklas.

So he kept his smile up, eager to meet the future of the major nations of the world, and waited for the first people to arrive.

[hider=Summary!]
Interacted with [@HaleyTheRandom]
Walked from his room -->> Entryway to greet other characters, next to Raven (Haley)

Wearing black slacks with a single vertical red stripe on right leg, white buttonup collared shirt, black vest, olive-green military jacket, hidden leather sling and handgun/combat knife under left arm, barely noticeable, but intentionally so. Insignias on jacke proclaim Niklas to be Hauptscharfuhrer, or Master Sergeant, an especially high rank for one so young, elevated & promoted to JUST before heading to Aciras so that he has diplomatic authority. 

Only person of his party besides himself: Hauptmann Adam Adlersflügel- "Captain Eagle's Wing." Bodyguard, soldier, dressed with military dress uniform.[/hider]