King Niall’s POV
We are so close I don’t understand what is holding us up. “Sire.” Puck got my attention and bowed. “What is it?” I asked, irritated that I am being disturbed. “Your son has arrived.” Puck responded. “Send him to me now.” I commanded. Puck bowed and left. It's always so dark in the great hall, even though the sun is shining. Tree branches and roots have pushed their way through the stone walls. It's practically all that is keeping the castle standing now. A stone just crumbled from the ceiling, hitting branches on its descent before smashing at my feet.
“Father.” My son said as he entered and bowed. I extended my hand so he could kiss my king’s ring on my left hand. He knelt and honored my position as well as all our family. He stood and stepped back to center himself in
