A word borne of a shamanic morning stumbling through the streets of North West London whilst smashed up on 2c-i. It is used to greet peasants, serfs and those who generally owe allegiance to your most noble stature within society. It may be freely interchanged with the less formal version "Regals".
Peasants: "All hail! We are in the presence of royalty"
Monarch i.e. Me: "May I bestow regalities upon you townsfolk. You may rise."