The King

The man that was sitting on the throne looked like he was just a few years older than me. Definitely no older than twenty-five. That was impossible. This couldn't possibly be King Callum. According to Uncle Isaiah, King Callum had been king for at least ten years, if not longer. It was a bit ambiguous with the way that it was worded. Still, this young man here couldn't possibly have been King Callum.

I didn't know what was going on, but I was not in a position to do or say anything that directly opposed the men around us. Lord Hunter might actually hurt me or Uncle Dominic if I tried to oppose him. And I couldn't have that happening now, could I?