The Queen’s Throne

"The moon's shining brightly tonight. It's beautiful," his mother hummed as she continued drinking her tea. "I'm sure you're having a hard time, Son, and I'm sorry that I have to put you through all this as soon as you returned to our kingdom."

"Mother, please stop saying your sorry. This was all bound to happen anyway," he answered. "This is my fate, and I also wanted to do this." 

It was true. He could feel in his heart the desire to become a good ruler; the desire to change Helion for the better. He had witnessed the suffering of his own people for months, and he too experienced the evil acts of his tyrant brother Devon. He wanted to make things change, to make everything better.

"We'll get there soon, Son. What's important right now is establishing your reign and a good cause, including commencing peace talks with the other kingdoms," her mother stated. "They must all understand how our Kingdom is no longer a threat to them… Also…"