He made his way down the hall towards the sound of laughter. Peering through the door he saw one of his elder brothers and his brother's mother sitting at a table set for a small tea party.
The mother took a sip of her tea then placed it down.
"Your father is sure to give you the kingdom, my son. As firstborn, it is your birthright."
The prince threw down his pastry and sat back in his chair.
"That old fossil hasn't died just yet, but I am sure the reason he has requested all his sons to be present is to announce his last will as king. It is just a good thing that my sister isn't actually my kin. We both know how fond father was of the dirty little thorn."
The mother's lips pressed together as she recalled the years of Loraz living in the castle.
"Yes, her presence made things a bit
