That night, the young king was restless. There was so much on his mind, but he knew that it was just the beginning.
Samuel initially thought that the first thing that he had to worry about was the number of match-making mothers in his kingdom and even the whole of Mogochislenia. There weren’t a lot of young, unwed rulers to go around. He was one. Tristan was one, and he knew that the other king could be cruel.
Then, he thought that the abductions would be the only thing he needed to solve. Still, the restlessness in his own kingdom was threatening his position. If not, it at least questioned his capability as its ruler.
He rose from his bed, thinking of leaving the castle gates on his own. The Proteans obviously knew what he was, but what about the guards? The one named Louis would se
