gpt
Miklotov:  Miklotov dipped his head as he gazed at the radiant row of royal candidates. “Finally, all the candidates have been assembled. I ask the Council of Elders, do we have a consensus?” As Miklotov closed his eyes, the atmosphere around him shifted.
human
Council of Elders:  “—My brethren, I ask for your consent to announce that this royal selection shall begin with the five candidates assembled to date.”
gpt
Council of Elders:  “—By the authority of the Council of Elders, I assent.”
human
Council of Elders:  “And I.”
gpt
Council of Elders:  “I assent as well.”
human
Miklotov:  Listening to them until the end, Miklotov finally rose from his seat, walking beside the empty throne before opening his eyes. “—Then, I shall announce the rules for the royal selection!”