In Pursuit of Redemption

King Mercio reclined on his opulent bed, adorned with black and gold, without bothering to pull up the sheets. He, too, was wide awake. He was gazing up at the ceiling, seemingly lost in deep contemplation.

Which he was.

He experienced a sense of remorse. Indeed, he did. And it was quite evident to discern his feelings of remorse, who he felt bad for.

Mackerel was not a bad individual. He was like a son himself, even more grateful, intelligent, and responsible—indeed, very responsible. That was the phrase echoing in his mind. Responsible.

But he couldn't rank him higher than Macchio. Mackerel never desired to be ruler in the first place. But it would be absolutely outrageous if a general had more power than the king. Indeed, they bravely entered the fray, fully prepared to vanquish their adversaries.

But it was not fair to Macchio.

The princes of Heatherland possess an overwhelming amount of power, which is quite unsettling considering that they both have it.