Part Eight

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1 Year and 3 Months Ago, Nami, Royal Palace

            Joylon watched the men talking with his father carefully. There was something about them he didn’t like, and from the bits and pieces he was picking up from their conversation he had a reason for his suspicion.

            “Joylon!” His father called harshly. “Come here.”

            Like the obedient son he was groomed to be he approached the table. “Yes?” He asked not daring to meet his gaze with maker.

            “In order to keep our land prosperous and strong I am making an important deal with General Dawson Head. I am making you the ambassador. It is important that you work with these men and do as you’re instructed, that is if you intend to inherit the throne from me.”

            The prince nodded, he knew that if he did not do as he was told he’d regret it. Not only would he be disowned but he’d lose his head as well.

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