Running a kingdom was the same as running a business. Just like how a bussinesman would prioritise the interests on his own company, a king has to prioritise the interests of his own kingdom.
Not the people. But the kingdom.
The words rang out in his ears as Prince Malcolm read through the scroll for what might have been the fourth time.
Every time he read the contents, he felt a blistering crack somewhere within him.
"Would you still say the same words after you read this, father?" His voice rose an octave, as he instinctively crumpled the edges of the scroll.
He spoke to none but still he continued, unable to keep his growing anger in check.
"This is all your fault, father. You said you had the kingdom in your control. Then...
Why is your own nobility conspiring against you??!!"
He slammed down his palm on the desk with a whacking sound.
He looked at the scroll.
