The kings New prophecy

written in stone

The prince sat waiting anxiously for even he didn't know what he would do...

The castle was dark as always not a sound in the corridors except the sound of boots on wood as the princes leg bounced, he waited in his father's office as he was called to do so earlier for something he did, what did he do? Not even he knows all he knows is this could end with him on the streets or him in the dungeon both where the worst outcomes, he got up and paced, The jewelry on his chest and arms jangled as he wazlted in nervous circles around the room

not once his entire life was he able to calm his terrible anxiety his father told him he had his mother to blame for that, he could see it for his mother was always a jittery and anxious person always on edge as If she was waiting for something terrible to happen as if she was prepared for the worse, The large wooden door opened slightly The prince seated himself quickly he could not stop the nervous bouncing of his leg and instead chose to ignore it as if wasn't
happening,

"come boy stop that nonsensical bouncing and come sit" he got up obeying his fathers orders and sat in the large fancy chair in front of his writing desk, he reminisced about running around his father's desk and hiding in the closet as a child,now those days are over with his father for he was nothing but a shell of his former self a hollow man, if even that "now we must speak on the topic of why you left the castle late at night" the worst words to have left his father's lips.