Kingxpeasant Stories

Hunted, she thought. She was being hunted. She cried as she tripped once more, her foot catching on a log, and in that one falter, the soldier was upon her. Instantly he...

Now, now, now.. where do we begin? Perhaps with two young boys playing in the royal courtyard, like they weren't complete opposites? The older boy, Louis Mosley, a boy o...