I used to live in Oakland, known as 王府 in old times.

The crown prince is a symbol of the people's hope and respect.

He was respected as the rajah of the region.

He was appointed as the Viceroy of India.

He spoke to the people of the kingdom while waving his sceptre.

He is known as an oil baron.

He was called a pretender, trying to usurp the position of king.

He was arrested for the crime of regicide.

He is always hanging out with bad friends. Truly, birds of a feather flock together.

He likes to take a walk in the park at dusk.