“Yes… the emperor tried to send his men to the top of the mountain, to shoot down her carriage and burn her letter and gift, but they couldn’t stop her from going home.”

He smiled. “You told it well, so I’ll write it down, then you can practice reading it out to everyone, okay, Romeo?”

A nice, clear voice, like when calling out spazacamino! Except no need to shout, they have a microphone, probably.