The Young General Slayer - Part 8

The crown on top of his head was one that he had been given, by the natural cycle of succession. And then it was one that he had kept, through what could quite well be argued to be an abuse of power. It might well have sat on a true hero's head, in the form of Arthur. The Stormfront might well have been blessed once more to have a Warrior King sat well upon its throne.

Instead, they had this pudgy man, with his pale skin, and his stuttering steps. He made the journey to the stairs seem like a difficulty. It seemed to Oliver it was the men around him, in the form of his guards, that elevated his status. There were two Fourth Boundary knights there. One could tell it from presence alone. Even those uninitiated into the Boundaries could likely feel it – and they would attribute that tension, and that difficulty in breathing, all to the High King. Thinking it to be the godly presence bestowed upon royalty.