Unchartered Boundaries

The time has come to when my reign must be given up, but to who? My sons are power hungry, and their wives are no different. There will come a time when darkness will reign over my country because of my very own blood, but out of my blood restoration will come as well.

I look over at my wife sleeping soundly next to me and wonder what I have done wrong in my children’s upbringings that they ended the way they did. However much I despise how they act, I cannot take the crown away from my eldest. I sigh again, but stare at the ceiling of our bedroom suite instead of my loving wife.

My father and mother had told me that my bloodline is one of the oldest in all of history, and even though I know this fact, many do not. My sons have been shielded of this because I know the consequences when people find out. What some people may do, or what my sons may do with the knowledge. However, not everyone has the power and knowledge that my mother had possessed. She was all knowing, and something told me she wasn’t completely only footed in this kingdom.

I will watch from the distance as my son takes over the thrown, and hopefully have an heir himself. I know my youngest son dislikes the fact that he will not be taking over the thrown, but nothing can be done with the way sons are born. The firstborn always gets the thrown, and if he’s not fit and falls in war, the next son takes over.

Jealousy is not something that should be taken lightly in a kingdom. Princes can go to the extremes to get what they want, I have watched Kingdoms fall because of jealousy and the want of power. I have seen Kingdoms fall for even less than that.