There weren’t many times in my life where I felt hopelessly defeated. Being told by the King that both Orion and I were not going to be the Heir Apparent was a knife to the heart. It was the worst blow that I have ever experienced.
Watching the King walk away, leaving us in the hallway… it made his words even more official, the dread registering even more.
It was my fault. I know that. I let myself get played by nobles who wanted this exact situation to happen. They wanted us to fight. They used it against us.
Didn’t the nobles say one mistake is all they needed from us? One mistake for us to lose everything?
And we gave it.
I gave it.
Orion and I… we’re going to lose the crown. The devastation is so clear on his face too, like Orion has lost absolutely everything. He disappointe
