The King's Seed

PROLOGUE

     *A loud sound of shattering wine glass can be heard across the long, quiet hallway. Its ominous echo alarmed the guarding royal servants that made them rush as soon as it was heard. With all sudden worries that filled their hearts, the concerned head servant quickly knocked on the century-old door.*

     "Your highness, do you need any help?" she loudly exclaimed. The King uttered no words; instead, he let out a loud holler. With no hesitations in mind, the head servant quickly opened the large door and rapidly went inside the room along with the royal servants. There they saw their King, holding his chest and gasping for air while hardly trying to support himself on the side of his white marble table.

     "I'm getting weaker and more fragile everyday," he sighed. "My illness is taking over my being. We need to find a new King."