The New King Of Lykos
Sebastian
“Dad,” I scrub my hands over my face and sigh. I look at my father sitting opposite me at this huge table filled with Royal scrolls. “How many times do we need to go through this?”
“As many times as it takes for you to understand it all, Sebastian,” Dad replies. He tells me the same thing at least twice a week.
Sometimes, I wonder if Dad’s even ready to give up the throne. He’s already put it off longer than any of us expected. He told me years ago that he’d give up the throne. He changed his mind again and again. This time, he said it was for real, but I’m struggling to believe him.
“Dad, we have gone over this so often that I’m losing my mind! If you’re still not ready to hand over the crown, just say so. Because, honestly, the constant lessons in eti
