Prince Ievos stormed back to his chambers and slammed the door behind him making his servant Urro jump out of his skin. He clasped a hand to his chest and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was just Ievos.
“My prince, what is wrong? Who has upset you? I will splash water in their face, unless it is king, queen or prince,” Urro spoke.
“Get out!” Ievos yelled at him irritated by his presence.
“Yes, my lord. I will be right outside if you need me,” he said politely and left the prince’s chambers obediently. Ievos kicked over the small table that held the wine which spilled across the floor and made a loud clang as it all crashed down. He kicked the jug once more growling in frustration. Iefyr and Tolanda had appeared at the door in place of the servant as he made his exit.
“Leave me
