Quinten downed a third glass of wine as he huddled close to the roaring fire.
Never in all his life had anyone dared treat him so appalling. He was the king of the mighty Kingdom of Avlington. He was powerful, respected, or at least feared by everyone throughout his Kingdom. Peopled groveled at his feet begging for either his favor or mercy, grown men shivered in fear and women swooned in fear as he passed them but King Sebastian... his powerful aura and fearful presence were so overpowering Quentin wondered if the rumors were really true and if King Sebastian really was the devil himself?
Lost in thought Quinten did not even hear the secret passage next to the fire creak open nor notice Sebastian until he clasped his shoulder and startled him. "Relax Quinten, I believe you have learne
