[Book One in The Foreign Prince Trilogy]

Crown Prince Theo Veles of Aegia has no desire to be on the throne- or, more precisely, he is not desired to be on the throne. Gravely ill, Theo spends his days in bed, eating nothing but soup and reading the same books over and over again, with no one but his servant checking up on him. He is due to die in a week. 

On the night Theo is expected to die, he escapes the castle through his bedroom window with the help of a rather friendly spy from the nearby kingdom of Chidora and finds himself in the world beyond the castle gates he never thought he would see. 

But life is not easy for a prince, especially when you've been told the parents who have raised you aren't your actual parents. And you're actively being hunted by bounty hunters who claim there is a million quon bounty on your head. 

With the help of the spy and a chance meeting with one of the most talented spearmen the continent of lserin has to offer, Theo embarks on a quest that involves perilous danger, heartwarming friendship, and truths about the two he travels with that may be more shocking than his own past.

The Foreign Crown

I turn around, and the tall figure of Mykel meets my eyes. I recognize the ebony hair and blood-red eyes from earlier when I was being dragged by the Faiox, excluding Melissa, Neo, and Ace. Speaking of... 


I touch my lower left arm with my right hand, and although I wince at the stinging sensation, I can also feel the soft but tight presence of bandages. 


"Your wounds were not as deep as I was expecting, which is great for you, but also quite concerning. But it is nothing you should be worrying about. It is something I may investigate later on. Anyway, how are you feeling? Is your sickness better?" 


After Mykel's statement, I cough, to which the Verinen smiles, though he still awaits a verbal reply from me, nonetheless. 


"I... I don't think...so... Is...Ludwig okay?" 


Chapter Thirty-Three