"alas the king is mad and unwell we must confine him to his chambers for his own safety" I heard my squire and childhood friend yell as he sprinted out of my chambers and all I could say was "I'm sane" it was the morning of the day after prince vermelho's coronation as king of loratio despite the fact that he was the youngest of 3 sons it was the kings dying wish for him to rule and as expected this didn't settle well with his eldest brother who was supposed to be the heir and despite such due to a promise vermelho must do whatever it takes to keep the throne evenif it costs him something he can't ever hope to replace his sanity and his humanity