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“But father, I do not understand why you will not allow me this.” The first prince sat at the dining hall table, the meal having since ended. He and the king were the only two remaining at the table, sharing in a celebratory chalice of Sharlasian wine to welcome home the first son to the king. “He is my brother!” The clenched fist of the emerald and black clad figure met the surface of the table with mild force. “He is much too fragile,” The king gave a slight glare at his son, not liking how he was being addressed but trying to be tolerant and understanding after his long exile. “…as I have al

Ren raced through the castle corridors. He knew Prince Kassanova was in terrible danger. He couldn't believe what he'd just read. He vaguely remembered hearing rumor several years ago of the prince having a hidden brother, but quickly cast such things aside as folly. He felt his charge could be in extreme danger, hurdling over a few obstacles that rested in his path of rescue. People watched as the new member of the Royal Guard rocketed down corridor after corridor, shouting for people to get out of his way. "Doke!" He ran as fast as he could. He knew the person who attacked at the celebration was the one standing with his prince right this