Pickup

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In the morning Yuki and Jonathan were on their way to the town square. "Go, Jonathan". "Once you're in there the kingdom is yours for life". Yuki parted ways with her son to not arouse suspension.  The town square was bustling but true to the letter a white carriage with beautiful gold trim. With two windows one on each side. White stallions he'd seen in the royal stables. The carriage driver was an older man. With grey hair and a serious look on his face ."You must be the pickup". Jonathan handed him the letter. The old man smiled but remained serious. Jonathan climbs in the carriage.   He saw a man selling his baked goods. A woman buying eggs. A woman taking walking with her children. They were approaching the end of the town when he saw his mother waving goodbye. They crossed the river finally arriving at the castle he saw three people overjoyed as the carriage pulled up. The carriage stopped and one of the men opened the door hurting to greet him.  "It's a boy the man shouted to his colleagues. The man took Jonathan's hand guiding him out of the carriage.  "My prince, you must hurry your coronation is only a few days away". "Or else the country will be plunged into chaos". "But for now, let's get you dressed". "That carriage ride must have been awful for your clothes to be ruined like that".  He goes to his room to find a huge room with a king-sized bed. He throws himself on the bed. This is nice. I can't believe this is mine. "My prince, I thought you were dead". The man hugged Jonathan. "Excuse me but you have me mistaken for someone else". "What's your name my boy". "Its Jonathan sir". "Prince Jonathan we found you some new clothes"." Get dressed you must meet the councilmen".
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