"Your Majesty," a knight in shining armor knelt before King Alfonso.
"Stand up, Sir Franx, and tell me of this strange tidings."
The knight stood up and began to report to his king, "Your Majesty, one of our Pegasus Knights has detected a strange, flying object that looks like a flying sword southwest of Panthera. It was about the size of a Yellow Roc but is capable of flying thrice as fast as a Pegasus. Upon further investigation by the Ivory Wings, the flying sword seems to hail from an archipelago that suddenly appeared in the middle of Leviathan Sea."
Suddenly, another knight hurried and knelt before the king as he reported an urgent news.
"Pardon my insolence, Your Majesty. I have urgent news. The Ebony Wings have detected a large ship escorted by five smaller ones fifty leagues Southwest of Panthera. They don't look like to be made of wood and have no sails."
"What!?" Legatus Franx exclaimed as King Alfonso VII remained calm and collected.
"Knights," King Alfonso VII commanded his soldiers, "rally the Ivory and Ebony Wings as well as our armada. Prepare to engage the unknown fleets if they turn out to be hostile but do not do so until they make their intention clear. Understood?"
"Yes, Your Majesty," the two knights stood firm as they beat their chests with their closed fists before leaving from the King's presence. No sooner, the King was left alone on his throne as he contemplated the situation.
"A new country has suddenly appeared before us. What does this mean? Are they a gift or a scourge from the gods?"