Ragar : The Call to Open Season

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you Master Ragar?"

Master Ragar I think this man has me confused for someone else my name isn't Ragar and I don't think I could ever be his master.

"I- I think you have the wrong person your highness," I stuttered bowing the best I was taught.

"No, no, no, no, no," I heard him say harshly as heavy footsteps ran towards me before cold hands wrapped around my arms and pulled me up.

"You don't bow to me. It's the other way around, your Ragar Whilhem the third,"

"My name isn't Ra-" I tried but he didn't stop to give me a chance.

"Your father was Canedar Whilhem the twentieth but your name was erased from records because your mother was a concubine. You weren't killed because the queen, my sister was kind and yet to have children of her own so to make sure you stayed alive she sent you to one of the twelve towns surrounding the capital but now you have to come back to the capital with me because the king is dead and the queen is on her way and she wants to see you before she does."